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Last Two Weeks



Live is going on. Live in the new city is a huge change for me. I never realized that one day I'll be working in SariPul Province. So far, I loved most of the things about the city. There is just the matter of price of living here. It is considerably expensive here; well, the rent not the food. Food is the same as in everywhere else in the country. Here I could not find some place cheaper, so I took a block for 4500 Afs per month ($50). 

There is the matter of learning for me here, which is worth a lot more than just 50 bucks. I had three hours of online with our MEAL Manager in Kabul on Thursday. He discussed really useful topics about report writing. No one had taught me these stuff before, so I simply did not know any of the rules about writing a report. However, I learned some very good things which will help me a lot whenever I am writing a report or anything at all. 

Yesterday, I went jogging outside my apartment. The streets around the building where I am staying here are pretty huge. They are two-way streets with huge gardens and lighting in the middle. It was strange, I felt nostalgic while jogging. The street where I had gone for jogging was reminiscent of the streets I used to run on in India. It reminded me of the streets of Kurukshetra University, where I used to run while I was in college. I felt good remembering my good old days. I realized that it had been quite some time since I run. Maybe, I should do it more often. Now that I am here, with plenty of time in my hands, I think, I would be able to continue and even build upon this habit. The reason why I feel exhausted most of the time is, that may be because I don't exercise as often as I should. Quite frankly I did not practice for the past three months. It might be the best use of my spare time while I am at here. I will try to keep up with my exercises more regularly. 


The past two weeks have been very different for me. I had to remember lots of names; I had to and still am, get a comprehensive idea about all my responsibilities in the new organization. I still get some more time to get the hang of everything around here. It is exciting, to be honest, but sometimes when I am alone and have nothing to do; I feel like missing something or someone. 

Every moment that I am here, I want to get out of the country. I want to see the world; I want to continue with my higher education. But, all those things can happen only when I have saved enough money. So, as long as I am here, maybe, I need to try to live and enjoy my life. Worrying is not gonna give me anything, and neither will feeling nostalgic. I know I will get out someday, but I can't seem to convince my heart to relax, to have patience. It is like I can't wait even for another second. Deep down in my heart that I do not belong here. I want to be somewhere far, far away. Some place, where no one and nothing knows. That might sound crazy, of course, but that is the kind of place, I want to go. Every moment that I am not there, I feel like I am not living. 

May God give me the strength to wait until my time comes. 








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