I was heartbroken and didn’t know if turning back was a
better option. We moved further till we saw a blue car heading our way. A man in
the vehicle told the bike man to stop and then I started screaming “Don't
stop oo? Do you know them? Lets’ go! Lets' go”
They
were not kidnappers like I thought they were but the school authorities. We got to
a more convenient spot and talked. Sorry correction, they talked while I cried. After our brief communication, I was beaming with smiles. Strangely, I felt
peace in my heart. I knew I made the right decision because I could feel it.
When I got to the lodge and shared the shocking news, my roommates
could not believe it. They told me I made a mistake but I couldn’t care less. I
was happy and that was all that mattered. Since I would not be spending my
whole week in the village I looked for another room in the city and I got one.
Before
I go into details of the room I got, let me share few photos of my room in the
village.
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| The bungalow in which my room is situated |
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| That is my reading corner |
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| My best part of the room, my bed; because when I sleep, I have no idea that I'm in the village. The blue cloths are the curtains |
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| A pix of me in sleep mode though feigning it |
The walls of the room were not plastered and it was the least comfortable
though I got used to it. (Thank God for the survival instincts)
