On 18th January, an alarm I had set three hours before, started ringing at five o'clock. I stayed on bed for a while but soon I began to pull myself feebly out of bed. Checking my luggage I had packed last night half asleep, I left my place to crash into the cozy seats of airport bus. After taking a nap seeming like only few minutes, I was already at the airport and soon could join the volunteer group of Human Asia.
At the airport, I got my plane ticket, devoured my breakfast, and got on the plane. When the plane took off, I was suddenly filled with an unprecedented strange feeling.
Six hours had passed when I arrived in Nepal to feel the stuffy air of Kathmandu. The black eyes of people I saw on the way out of the airport were as if they were telling various stories. Nepal stroke me as one of the most exotic and intriguing countries I had even been to.
All my service and filming were done in Badikhel right outside Kathmandu. On the first day we visited Badikhel, Mr. Kwon running Kathmandu Badikhel Children Center(KBCC) told us about the village. It was so different from how I imagined about the place that I had to abandon all my plot and stories for a documentary film I was preparing. At the very night I decided to put what I felt on the day into the documentary.
I spent a night in a child's house in Badikhel. Though not enough, it was a precious night for me to directly experience and feel how it was like to live in Nepal. The two Pahari children, Umesh and Ramesh--six years old and nine years old respectively--did not speak English very fluently. In addition becuase they were very shy, we could not have a serious conversation. However, inside their eyes and their ways of living, I could again find what the important things in my life were.
When the airplane took off for Korea after all my schedules, I found out what the strange feeling I had on the plane coming to Nepal was. It was freedom: freedom from my exhaustive days of running foward but looking back for last few years. The freedom is now settled in my heart as a pleasure intermixed with the precious memories and feelings I had in Nepal.
Serving rather than traveling. Filming and home-stay to learn more about Nepali people. In Nepal embraced by Himalaya Mountains, I was given a time to reflect upon how I'd been living and a memory too good to forget.
Now it's been two weeks since I came back home. How I look forward to visiting Nepal again, saying... 'Namaste!'