A man returns home from abroad.

One of the things I missed about Dhaka was the warm weather. In England the default weather is always the gloomy weather with no sunshine. So, standing outside the airport in the sun light was kind of a relief for me, even if the sun was slowly becoming unbearable. I looked at my phone screen for my office car's location. Then I looked around. There it is. I walked toward the silver Premio with my bulky suitcase. The driver has already noticed me walking towards him and got out of the car to help me. I gave him the suitcase to put it in the trunk and entered the car. The driver took his seat and looked back at me," To office, right sir?"

"Not yet," I answered, "Take me to Ring Road first."

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I arrived to my home country after a long 3 months stint in London. Working for a big corp. and earning 6-digit salary meant sometimes I'd have to go out of my comfort zone and tackle the unknown. Fortunately, I wasn't unfamiliar with this situation. For the last 6 years I had to go abroad for 2-3 months at a time every year. At first it was exciting and nerve racking, now it's 'meh'.

I guided the driver through the last few turns towards my destination. The car stopped in front of apartment complex building. I paid the driver some money for a light snack and told him to wait for a while and entered the building. I still had some things to do in my office but that could wait. It was noon now. Though I arrived at the airport at the morning, it took a while to get through customs.