The coming back


It's been a month now since I returned back to Alexandria from India , the reverse culture shock has begun to wear off. For the first few weeks in Alexandria  I felt I'm still in New Delhi, it was like I'm going to see India Gate at the corner, and every time it gets cloudy I regret I didn't get my umbrella, then I remember that it doesn't rain in September in Alexandria.



Leaving New Delhi was not easy, I remember 2 days before my departure I went to Dunkin Donuts a place where I spent a lot of time specially in the last days, I remember the waiter opening the door for me and saying:"Good morning Ms. Manar", I ordered, went to the bathroom and broke into tears.
I came back to Alexandria after giving away all my old clothes, and loosing 200$ for extra weight, money I was intending to save for my first few weeks in Alexandria without a job and a little as a start for my next flight to anywhere.
What made it worse is that my phone was stolen 2 days after I came back to Alexandria.
So, no money, no job, not enough cloth and no phone, I'm again dependent on my family.
  
So most of the time I'm feeling like the horse we see often in our Egyptian streets with the bag around his head, I'm being fed, not even the effort of bowing your head to get your own food.


Where is my Alexandria?
I came back and I didn't recognize my city, as if someone set us up in a blind date. It was changed, everything, even the sea wasn't the same. I felt like a stranger, an outsider, my steps didn't know the roads. I forced myself going more often to gather my shattered soul from the streets, and one day…………….

The rediscovering
Alexandria was shining in the sun like a golden coin, everything started to come back to me, like pieces of a dream I once had but then forgot about.
I felt like I'm seeing everything for the first time.
I'm rediscovering not only my city, but also New Delhi, the city I lived in for 3 month and a half. I'm rediscovering myself, putting myself back together through writing and sharing stories from my 2 favorite cities Alexandria and New Delhi.
Yet to be continued…………


Comments

  1. Dear Manar:
    I think I understand what you say.
    It can be tough to go back to the home base of your world again.
    It took some time for me to see the colors I love from Mexico again after coming back from India, too. Now I feel good at home again too :)
    I'm glad you are back on track and sharing stories. Sharing stories is the best :)
    Warmth,
    Chuy

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  2. Thanks Yasser, waiting to hear from you more in the future. Chuy, yes you must know what I mean, specially after meeting a lovely person as you in a mystic country like India it's hard to give it up, let's hope we can meet again soon, waiting for you in Egypt.

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