If you have followed my blog, you know that I've spent a long part of my youth in China, almost 6 years! 5 years, 8 months to be precise! So obviously I had a lot of memories, a lot of attachments, sentiments etc.
The strongest of those had to be with the Room I spent a the larger time of those 6 years. The room that used to be my home! After a long day, when I'm exhausted and unable to take a step further, I longed for the door, to door to my room! And the moment I reach the door, the relief I felt used to be even bigger than entering the room itself! It felt like the door was waiting for me all the while I was out running errands, doing what I needed to do. We had a card system lock on the doors of the dormitory, and when I swipe the card it makes a robotic kind of noise before unlocking. That sound seemed to be the sweetest!
511 (五一一 / wu yao yao, in chinese) That was my room. That is where I belonged, for a very, very long time! I know this photo seems to have been taken in a hurry and a bit blurred, not as high quality as most the photos in different entries I have seen in this contest, but that doesn't matter. This photo holds a very special place in my heart.
This happens to be The Last photo I ever took of the place I belonged to. This photo, is the Last picture I ever took in China.
Why is it so blurred?
Well, It was taken the day I was leaving China (obviously) and the taxi was waiting for me downstairs. All my friends came over and helped me carry my luggage downstairs. After everything was taken downstairs, I asked my friends to give me a minute. I ran up 5 flights of stairs to the 5th floor (The lift was taking forever). I was panting, trying to catch breath. I stood there in front of my door, for one last time! Took my phone out and took a quick snap of it and bid farewell to the door that had been so loyally waiting for me for all these years. It was an emotional moment.
I know to a lot of people these things don't matter, but as I have said on multiple occasions, these tiny things are what makes us who we are, and that was a big part of my almost 6 years of youth. It's not bad to have a bit of sentiment if it teaches you to value the small things in life.
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