Day 106: Last day in India
My last day.
I woke up at 6am and went to watch the sunrise on the beach.
I had a vague intention to go to meet the fishermen and try and persuade them to throw some of their catch back in the sea. Kind of ridiculous but I wanted to make up for the bird. Even more ridiculous when you think of it that way.
In the end there were no fishermen and I had a pulsing migraine so I just sat and watched the sunrise feeling ill.
Without prompting two stray dogs came and sat with me in silence. One pushed right up against my crossed knees and the other sat in front of me and admired the soft pink sky.
For a moment we watched the waves come in.
It was a perfect ending. I felt they had come to say ‘thank you for coming’ Hell, I even believed that they had been reading my blog.
Just as I was slipping into a warm bath of frothy sentementality one of them stood up in front of me, bent forward to show me his white arse and started to dig a hole, spraying me with wet sand. I coulnd’t help but laugh.
If the dog was telling me anything it was this:
love us as much as you want but don’t forget we are still just dogs.
And that message was just what I needed. I went home, slept off the migraine and packed my bags.
Goodbye India. For now.