There was time when I used to say I have six more
months, then five more months, then four more months, and then three months…and
finally I have only 24 hours to go. Tomorrow by this time I will be flying.
Fortunately my old passport helped me find the exact
date of my first departure from the country. It was on June 30’ 2000, when I left
my country for the first time. Have I ever thought I would spend the long 13
years before I finally return to the country? In the last 13 years there have
been many up and downs in life. There are experiences to be told, many persons to be remembered, many mysteries to be unfolded.
But today I leave them all. I begin another journey. I response to the call as
time has time…
(More to follow…)
