Day 21- every ending is just a new beginning

So my journey has come to its end but the ramifications of the past three weeks will continue to weave their way all through my life and the lives of others as the neverending stream of .... River.

The last day began with an emotional briefing and an early start to our designated school. My school, RIMS international school, was in Juhu, a district 1 hour away from Marine drive, a long but beautiful journey. I got to have a last overview of the skyline of Mumbai and I realized how much I will miss India.

When we got to the school we were welcomed with a demonstration of traditional dancing and the national anthem sung by two of the students, which encompassed the emotion and experience that I gained during my time spent here. I had so much fun getting involved in the geography quiz and winning it, collaborating for the literature class and listening to the business students presenting the issue of manufactured needs. I loved mingling with the students and this experience made me consider returning as a teacher or volunteer in a school. The possibilities that are opening up to me are extraordinary and the sky is truly the limit when it comes to India.

The ordeal of packing was excruciating  but I managed to sort it out and get ready for the closing dinner.

I said that I would bake a cake but I think I would leave it for next time we are all going to be together in London in November. Instead I went and ordered a very nice chocolate and vanilla cake at a fancy cake shop near our hotel, pleasantly named Dark Temptations and that delivered the cake straight to our event for free, very strange behaviour for India.

The dinner was amazing and the speeches were very emotional, making all of us to remember how much we have grown up and how much we have grown to love each other. Gilles told me, "India is not here, it is in your heart". That is moat TRUE as we all took a part of India back with us and it will never leave us.

My Indian adventure is coming to I'd end for this year but I am sure next year will be bigger and better.


I am writing this final lines as I travel back to England Nd cannot stop smiling at the thought of how much happened and how many amazing people I have met. 

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