Speaking from personal experience, I’ve often found it can be too late before showing someone how much they truly mean to you. Or at least just being aware of this. It’s not until you need to say goodbye before realising how much that person actually meant.
Well before leaving for India, I was very conscious of this. Every moment spent with my Owen and pooch in particular was precious. I also had some of the most memorable and special moments with my family that I’ve had in a long time. Back home I was constantly in a state of stress, worry.. and this took from my life. Presence just didn’t exist. I realise now I don’t want to allow myself to ever allow those feelings take from me again. Coming to India I was committed to ‘noticing’ and appreciating every moment. To be present and feel gratitude for the people I’ve met along the way, for the cows which greet me outside my apartment door each day and the noise which is relentless and ear piercing. Over the past week I’ve been getting photos of people who have been important in my life here. For some, I’ve shared deep conversations whilst for others it may have been just a simple smile. Regardless of how well I got to know the person, equally these people have meant more to me than they will ever realise. And it appears I too mean something special to them as I’ve received many hugs and sad looks (that this is goodbye), but of course well wishes. My heart has been truly touched.
My commitment to self is to always take time to appreciate everything and everyone in my life. Whether it be a family member or the man at the local corner store who says “good morning”. This is what brings happiness. Contentment. And no amount of money can buy this. It’s something I’ve truly realised and accepted (key point here) for myself and how lucky I am for this. We can read all the books in the world about gratitude and appreciation, but until we truly ‘feel’ it, then the words of those books will remain a theory.
As I mentioned before, my day has been spent packing - tying up loose ends and saying my goodbyes. I met with the wonderful Ganesh one final time to pick up my train ticket, change money and collect pepper spray! Yes - you read correctly. As a solo female traveller its recommended women carry this as a precaution when travelling in the north in particular. So, I have it.
I shared a wonderful conversation with the owner of Depth N Green whilst enjoying my favourite vegan thali (I will miss this) followed by an enormous coconut. Carrying that up the hill was a workout in itself!
The team at Depth N Green. Such wonderful people.
This evening I shall pack my final things and then sit in reception to chat with Pradeep and Chetin (two of my three favourite reception boys - Suresh is the other) who are really sad to be saying goodbye.
My room no longer feels like my room. Everything is packed up (pretty much). It feels sterile and I’m looking forward to leaving it now. I’ve also got some things I will donate to a lovely couple who live in a besser block 3m by 2m building outside the apartment, sleeping on a concrete floor with absolutely nothing. My lovely red mat (among other things) shall go to them. They can keep it on their floor now and try to make it a little nicer for them.
Tomorrow morning I will be picked up at 9.30am to go to Mysore train station. From there I will travel to Bangalore and then board a second overnight train to Kovalam, Kerala. I doubt I will have internet so it’s unlikely I can post anything in my blog - but I will be sure to keep track of the journey and give an update as soon as I find internet again.
So with that, I shall wish everyone my last goodnight from Good Touch Apartments in Gokulam, Mysore. Thank you again for reading. See you again on the road!
Time to say goodbye to my Valentines Day roses (and birthday flowers too…)
It’s not quite the same practicing in my room
The most amazing vegan thali
Good night Gokulam. Until next time.