I'm bidding farewell to a place I've lived for more than two years. India is indeed incredible. Where can you find these much sights and sounds? Where can you find that long row of cars honking without a care in the world? Where can you see electrical wires hanging above you, all in a tangled mess? Only in India.

Maybe coming to India has changed me. Most importantly, I've learnt how to appreciate what I have. You go shopping and spend money on clothes and things that aren't important. In the car, a beggar knocks on your window, begging for food. Or just water even. You look at the pile of shopping bags sitting in your lap and what do you feel? I feel remorse. I feel regret. I feel that I've just wasted a heap of money on things that don't matter when there are people out there, kids out there, who need that money so much more than we do. With that money they could drink clean filtrated water, they could have proper showers everyday, they could satisfy their three meals, they could go to school and study. I know saying all these don't make a difference because there's no action. Sometimes I feel really useless because I've not given anything back to society. I've not helped anyone.

Here, I've learnt to look at things from a different perspective. My friends have taught me that no matter what others think of you, what's most important is how you look at yourself. Other people's opinions don't really matter, because in the end you can never manage to satisfy everyone you know. And sometimes you just get tired of running after everyone and trying to fix every little thing that goes wrong. I've learnt to love myself for who I am.

I can't believe that I would say this, but yes, I'm gonna miss India. I'm gonna miss New Delhi. But missing New Delhi does not mean that I would do anything to get back here. I will even miss the crappy things about this place. I remember when I first came, I couldn't wait to get out of this hell hole. I hated it here. Right now, hate would be a really strong word but I wouldn't say that I love it here either. This place gives me negativity, but I'll miss it still.

I will definitely miss my friends who've gone through so much with me in the past two years. Our crazy moments and gossip sessions will always be remembered. They've been awesome and I'll never forget them. I don't know when I'll be seeing some of them but we'll keep in touch.

I'll miss the amazing shopping here and the awesome deals I got at Sarojini. I'll miss the long road trips and train rides we took to go to different parts of India. I will miss Tamilnadu, the delicious South-Indian food here. I'll miss the movie theaters at the shopping malls. I'll miss the bright colours of the saris.

I will miss the bad-ass tuktuks on the roads. I'll miss the long traffic jams with impatient drivers. I will miss the killer blue-line buses which scare me when they drive too closely to our car. I will miss the stares of the Indians wherever I go though it freaks me out a little. I'm gonna miss the throng of people and the foul smell of meat in the market place. I'm gonna miss the smelly train stations where people randomly sleep on platforms. I'll miss the beggars pressing their faces onto the car windows and rapping loudly with their ringed fingers. I'll miss the disgusting Indian men who pee on the streets.

There's so much about India that can't be put into words. You have to come experience it yourself and you will be amazed.

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It's my last day here today and I'm leaving tonight. I'll be home tomorrow morning. :) However Daddy will be spending a lonely Father's Day here and I feel bad.

Also, I'll be closing this blog soon. It'll be a new beginning for me so I've decided that I need a new blog when I get back too. Therefore it's a final goodbye to this blog which has accompanied me on my New Delhi journeys since 2008. I've posted 804 posts, including this last one. I will miss it, really.

Alright, goodbye everybody and I'll see you back home.