Encounter with fear
My this trip - My first travel to western world – has been eventful. On Sunday, a workshop mate from Ethiopia and I visited Johannesburg and then to a township called Soweto. On our way back, we were robbed and I was attacked too. The robbers ( a group of some 10) took all our stuff. I had minor injuries on face too. Somehow, we managed to get a taxi who dropped us at hotel in Pretoria. I was taken care of nicely by organizers, and workshop mates. Had first aid, medicines and registered a formal complaint to police. I lost wallet with some money, phone and a diary in which I was writing travel musings for Dhrishita. However, reflecting back I believe I have been very lucky to have escaped without too much physical harm. This has affected me deeply. I am sad, scared and fragile. Somehow, my body has gone back to India cycle and I get up at 7 IST, which is like 3:30 here. I get disturbed sleep and wake up with weird and frightening dreams, I hope this shall pass. I hope to be ...