Dear India - Katie Llewellyn

One week. I’ve only been in this beautiful country for one week and it’s hard to think that goodbye is tomorrow.  The days have come and gone, each one better than the last. A constant roller coaster of emotions. Coming home doesn’t feel quite right knowing that such a big piece of me will stay here. India holds so many experiences I will forever hold close; the laughs, the tears, the frustrations, the anticipations and so much love. This has easily been one of the most difficult things I have ever done, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I wish I could relive these days over and over again. 

 

Today was bittersweet, it was my last day teaching at Tharku. I’m going to miss the bumpy bus rides up the mountain on roads too close to the edge. I’m going to miss getting so dirty from playing ‘duck, duck, goose’ and the bucket laundry that immediately followed. I’m going to miss eating nan bread and rice for every meal. I am going to miss waking up too early to take a freezing cold shower each morning. I am going to miss the constant frizzy hair and dirty feet. I am going to miss everything that I have grown to love. 

 

 Today has given me some of my most precious memories, I’ll share just one; Shriya took my by the hand and I kneeled down to her level, she gave me the biggest hug and I couldn’t help but tear up. I pulled away and looked her in the eyes, I asked her to please never forget me, she responded with a quiet never. She placed her tiny hands on my cheeks and wiped away my tears, while she said “Didi no cry” (Sister don’t cry). I will always remember that special moment and hold it so close. 

 

I will always love you India, even when we are a world apart. 

P.s. Mom- please make me a steak dinner when I come home on Sunday. :) Love you!