16 years ago (circa 2008) I flew from NJ to Karachi on Etihad Airways –after a hiatus of almost 4 or 6 yrs. The feeling was kinda homecoming.
As the plane approached Karachi’s outskirts, I had butterflies in my stomach, and goosebumps on my arms.
I felt childlike; In the spur of the moment, I opened my laptop, and drew some pics – to capture the moment telegraphically – on a digital canvas –it was my first hands-on with what would eventually become therapeutic, and passion to wade and swim.
Over the years, I find that I don’t leave home without this swimming pool.
Playing “water polo” with WhatsApp shares I receive of video clips, pics, toons, and quotes, etc. from my contacts home & abroad add aromatic spices to the H2O in this pool.
The moments and memories I carry from abroad are my pillow and the new experiences I’m getting here is my arm-chair.
Happy Homecoming
Irshad Salim; Karachi, Dec 1, 2024
