Hey guys! This is my entry to the #aprilinleo day 14, organized by the @leogrowth team. I
t was December last that I traveled. I traveled so that I could spend a few days with my sister over the holiday. It had been a long time since I last visited her, so I was thrilled to have that moment finally. I packed some clothes, shoes, and small gifts. My excitement was in my heart because I was preparing to travel.
It was such a long ride to her home, but I did not mind. I was too energized to feel fatigued. My sister greeted me with a smile and a hug upon return home. I felt so at home. She had prepared food for me in advance, and we broke our meal together discussing so many things. I updated her on what was happening in my life, just like she did. We laughed, talked about past times, and both of us were content.
Those were great times with her. One of the most pleasurable experiences was looking at the masquerades. It was the first time looking at them close up. Villagers also attended by their numbers to watch. Some of them were so funny, some so scary, some so beautifully moved that I applauded until my palms started aching. I could not help but smile. Children were running about, trying to chase after the masquerades but running off at their approach. It was all so lively and exciting. We cooked meals together in the daytime, cleaned up around the homestead, and sat outside in the breeze sometimes. At night, we'd go with some of the rest to watch all sorts of productions in the village square. Drums resounded, voices harmonized, and people laughed. I felt so alive, so carefree, like I was a child all over again. I did not concern myself with work, worries, or trouble. I was living in the moment.
My sister's home was peaceful. We chatted up late at night. We talked about our parents, our childhood, and how everything was different now. I missed such instances after returning home. I did not wish to go, but I had to. I made my sister take me all the way to the bus stop on the day that I was leaving. She hugged me tightly and said that she was going to miss me. I had tears in my eyes. I assured her that I was going to return soon.
Since I got back, I have thought about that trip numerous times. It was short, but so joyful. I laughed, I unwound, and I felt loved. Attending the masquerades was a fresh and beautiful experience. Spending time with my sister taught me all over again just how precious siblings are. I wish to travel someday soon, perhaps next December, and make such sweet memories like these.
All images are mine.