I’m flying home to India tomorrow…

Six weeks have flown by so fast and I cannot believe it’s time for me to leave England! Tomorrow in India, it won’t just be me flying in the sky, it’s Makar Sankranti which is a Hindu harvest festival celebrated by flying pretty kites! You can read about my experience of the festival last year, here!

I’ve had a wonderful time celebrating Christmas and seeing family and friends across the south of England. I’m just so grateful to everyone who made an effort to see me whilst I’ve been back, love you all! I am going to miss everyone, especially my Mummy but I know that I’ll be back soon (hopefully with my husband next time!).

So, as I check I have everything packed and wait until it’s time to leave for the airport, I feel really blessed that I could come back to England for these six weeks. Not only have I had the opportunity to see the people I love, I have been able to take a step back from life in India to process the past year with its ups and downs.

See you in India!

P.S. I have several more posts about my time in England coming soon, I cannot wait to share them with you!

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Goodbye India, Hello England!

It’s been an emotional year, in so many ways! I would like to say a huge thank you to everyone who has followed my blog and sent me messages of support, I cannot find the words to express my gratitude! Thank you! I couldn’t call this year easy, living in India as a foreigner takes a lot of getting used to, but it’s been worth it because I was with the man I love. As I wait to leave India for six weeks, I feel an overwhelming spectrum of emotions.

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I am a sensitive person on a regular day, so today my emotions are on uberhypersuperdrive. I feel sad to leave my husband and Alfonso, excited to see my family and friends, I am dreading the journey itself, I am anxious about a multitude of things and I am happy that I have lived here a year, proved people wrong and not given up.

I have numbed to the culture shocks and I don’t get as angry when I’m followed by strangers because of the colour of my skin. I have found precious strength in faith, I have discovered a certain degree of understand but the living in a joint family and therefore being unable to have personal space and control over my life has made me weak. India is known as the land of contrasts, I can certainly agree with that! 

So as I sadly leave my love behind in India for six weeks and miserably attempt to hold back my tears, I am so happy that I will soon be reunited with the other loves of my life, my family and friends (and decent cheese sandwiches).

You’ll hear from me, from England!

Lots of love, Lauren x