सर्लाहीका रामरोसन यादव सोमबार राती साउदीका रोजगारीका लागि जाँदैछन् । यसअघि पनि कतार गएर फर्किएका उनलाई यसपटक विदेश जान लाग्दा मन गह्रुङ्गो भएको छैन । ‘कुर्दा-कुर्दा बल्ल भिसा आयो,’ बागबजारमा पसापोर्टको फोटो कपी गराउँदै गर्दा भेटिएका यादवले अनलाइनखबरसँग भने,’महामारीले त तीन वर्ष खत्तम नै गरिरिदियो । हातमा पैसा भएन, र पनि गाउँमै बस्नुपर्यो ।’
महामारीको नयाँ लहर शुरू भएको हल्ला सुनेका छन् । तर, अब ‘महामारी छ’ भनेर गाउँमा दुई वटा भैँसी पालेर बस्न नसकिने उनले बताए । ‘रोगव्याधि जहाँ गए पनि छ, यहाँ रोजगार छैन, विदेशमा कमसेकम काम त छ,’ उनी भन्छन्,’यहाँ दूध बेचेको पैसाले त दाना किन्न पनि मुस्किलले मात्रै पुग्छ ।’
We wandered the site with other tourists
Yet strangely the place did not seem crowded. I’m not sure if it was the sheer size of the place, or whether the masses congregated in one area and didn’t venture far from the main church, but I didn’t feel overwhelmed by tourists in the monastery.
Headed over Lions Bridge and made our way to the Sofia Synagogue, then sheltered in the Central Market Hall until the recurrent (but short-lived) mid-afternoon rain passed.
Feeling refreshed after an espresso, we walked a short distance to the small but welcoming Banya Bashi Mosque, then descended into the ancient Serdica complex.
We were exhausted after a long day of travel, so we headed back to the hotel and crashed.
I had low expectations about Sofia as a city, but after the walking tour I absolutely loved the place. This was an easy city to navigate, and it was a beautiful city – despite its ugly, staunch and stolid communist-built surrounds. Sofia has a very average facade as you enter the city, but once you lose yourself in the old town area, everything changes.
Clothes can transform your mood and confidence. Fashion moves so quickly that, unless you have a strong point of view, you can lose integrity. I like to be real. I don’t like things to be staged or fussy. I think I’d go mad if I didn’t have a place to escape to. You have to stay true to your heritage, that’s what your brand is about.