I know the time is coming soon for me to go home. I am having really mixed feelings. in some ways, time seems to have gone to fast when I think of these beautiful people that have been more than family , that I'll never see again. In one moment I don't want to leave and want more time with them, then suddenly my unstable pendulum of emotions swings to the other side and I start to think of april and jordan and my family at home (the blood family and also my soul family... if you get me) and then time starts moving to slow, every hour seems like an eternity. Throw in return ticket complication and I am in purgatory.
But I can feel the time coming, I'm seeing signs of the seasons changing.. example: Alisha has been singing "Rudolf the red nose snowman" and such renditions of his own songs. and then india is celebrating Dawali (hold that thought).
I wasn't having a good day today. I was getting really stressed about some complications in my tickets, and then I had to get on Abel to get me my phone back (ratjer then letting me use a cell phone that had a cracked screen or letting me buy a $10 phone to replace it, Abel insisted that he take it to the repair shop to have it fixed...2 months ago. Every day for the past 50 days he keeps saying "i'll get it for you tomorrow"... then last week when he finally remembered to get it... he lost my sim card) and then I have only time to use the internet once a week, which is slow and unstable and it makes it nearly impossible to get anything done, and the internet cafe' was closed. There is a possibility that I have to travel 2 hours to the air port (again) to have them fix my tickets and I don't have the time.
But for some reason I'm in a really good mood right now. today was Dawali and it is THEE holiday in india. I don't know exactly what it is bout, but from the looks of it, it's like a combo of Christmas, Halloween, and the 4th of July. We (me alisha mayang, and yuvraj were coming home from Amys house, abd everywhere I looked there were Christmas lights on all of the houses and apartments and kids in the street where all lighting off explosive fireworks, and major aerial fire works. It sounded as if we were in the middle of a combat zone and I told the guys that it was giving me flashback of my days in "naum". We couldn't find a rickshaw and we needed to get to the metro-station so we walked and I was getting really really giddy. I'm sure it was the the carbon monoxide coming from the heavy fog of smoke that filled every every crievis of Delhi... but more than anything it was the machine gun sounds coming from every direction as every citizen in Delhi was lighting them simultaneously, lights flashing off of every house, and the brilliant aerial fireworks exploding in every direction, hight and low.... I was loving it.
I started singing Christmas songs at the top of my lungs all the way to the metro starting, then when we found it was closed, we walked back and found a rickshaw to take us where we could found some autos. Then I was singing the national anthem the whole ride in the most ridiculous voice. When we were trying to find a taxi, none where stopping for us, so I started doing my best impression of a native american song and dance that I titled the "Auto rickshaw dance" that I claimed would send the auto's falling from the sky... and It kinda worked. 20 seconds into the dance, a taxi stopped , probably thinking I was a drunk tourist that would pay whatever he asked for. We made it home and by the time we reached home I had them all doing the "auto dance"
Now I'm home and our entire hostile is filled with fog from the the smoke, and outside sounds like a Gettysburg reenactment. It's 1am and there are thousand of fireworks going off every second and at least 4 aerial fireworks every second.
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