Already missing home

It's not even a week that I am back from India and I am already missing home. I remember of my school days when I had to go back to the boarding school after holidays and I would feel sad. Every time when I return from Mumbai to Muscat I get the same feeling as if I am going back to the boarding. I also keep getting this in my dreams, that I am going back to the boarding school of my childhood days. Probably it's my emotions that plays on my mind.

I miss those walks in my nearby area where I walk up to the hills in the wilderness, there is nothing around except for myself and then once in a way I find some friends along the way, like these.

When they pass by we have to give them full way, else they can get annoyed and hit you. The road is narrow so without taking any chances I get on the parapet to keep myself safe. Every day in the evening these sheeps come down from the hills after grazing, before it gets dark they have to get back to their home.

As you can see they are in a big group filling up the whole street.

I can see them coming from far so I am already getting into my safe zone.

Some of them halt on the way to graze on the leaves. I guess they are not yet full from the hilltop grazing.

I enjoy this kind of environment around me and sometimes I find the city life very hard on me. There is no pause, everyone is just running for something or the other. It's going to be a couple of months till I get back home again but till then I can live on these beautiful memories.

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