Last week thought, “Self, you have gone this far - cherish the remaining moments”
    The week started in usual manner. I would teach. I would stay at the office. I would join conversations with other teachers. It was the usual routine. But I knew, there was something different – the thought of leaving behind these amazing people and place. 
    I bid farewell to my students. They wished me good luck and kept on asking when would I go back. It was a tough question. I couldn’t answer. Surely, I want to go back but time can only tell when. And for the last time, I was able to visit places I would surely remember – the market, the beach, a tourist spot. 
    I wasn’t ready for the last week – emotionally. I am never a fan of goodbyes and see you when I see you. It breaks my heart. I wanted to stay longer. It was my home away from home. I had never felt so at ease at a place I never been to. But this place was an exemption.