Sravana.us

Back to Switzerland after a smooth and comfortable flight. We slept through most of it, which is one of the good things of travelling west. We won’t drop the way we did at Varkala.

We’re not saying much, still dazzled and dreamy, our eyes full of south India’s bright and colourful light. Smiling as the sounds of waves and birds, the morning mantras and the rickshaw horns still resonate.

A few hours ago we were having breakfast in Bhakti Kutir’s palm grove. A few hours less, and we were making our way down to Colaba in Mumbai, having drinks and a lavish dinner at the Taj Palace.

Mumbai is still an incredible place. I wish we’d had more time to rediscover it. Next time.

Now, we are staring at a winter morning breaking through Zurich Airport’s frosty windows, big smiles spread across our faces.

Coming home is part of leaving. Hello world.