It's been 2 years, 2 months and 2 days since Ive landed in Karachi, terrified, curious and excited all at the same time. I remember starting my AIESEC National Team Experience in Pakistan, by entering through the gates of Karachi wearing a Shalwar Kamize that a friend had given me in Dubai, then being surprised by Emad, Saba, and others who thought it was a funny joke to let me alone in the airport for 5 minutes and take pictures from afar.
Two years later, im wearing Salwar Kamize on a weekly basis, and feeling more than at home with myself in Karachi. However, today is my last day at home. Ive cleaned out my room, said my goodbyes and see you laters and packed my bags: i'm ready to go.
Now Airports are one of those places where people come and go, it creates a finality in our minds, a certain closure about leaving. Maybe its because after the short journey you find yourself in a completely different environment. Well this time I am doing things differently. I'm the first to leave Karachi by train. The slow gradual 23 hour long train ride gave me lots to reflect on, and much to be excited about for my journey ahead. There is something culturally romantic about leaving on a train in Pakistan, it sort of becomes a symbol of my journey and represents the non-closure of my experience – the fact that I will take with me everything I have learnt, loved and experienced along the way. It has prepared me more than ever for my journey into Asia.
I miss you all Karachi, your magic, your fast rhythm dance, your ever surprising days, and your ability to overcome any obstacle that is presented to you. I'll be back. Indeed, I will always be back to visit home.
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