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WAFの記憶 《日本語バージョン》

僕たちの一生で色んな旅がある。この旅は運命を追求してる時の部分になってる。つまり、苦しさや失敗や成功などを加えてる旅の部分だ。でも、この旅は命である原の苗だよ!

月明かりで歩いてる時、静かな村で友達と馬鹿のようにヒンディ語のボリウッド歌を口ずさむや笑うなどをするのは、いつもすることじゃないね!だから、その夜は特別になっちゃう。

最近、このような経験をガンジャドという小さな村で、今回のワォル・アート・フェステバル2014「わふ」で参加していた時、感じた。そこに、色んな感じと紹介できた。田舎の風、日本人の熱心、自然の美しさ、子供たちの清純ときれいなアート、全部加えて、素敵な思い出になった!

都会に住んでる僕たちは、このような経験がいらないと思ってるね!これは、僕らの生活、仕事のストレス、山ほどの仕事のせいだと思う。だから、そのようなもっと新しいことをこの、余り長くない、一生で加えようね!

さて、「わふ」の経験はとても楽しかった!

新しい日本人の友達仲良くした。大事な決意をした。新しい方を見つけた。仲間たちともっと近づいた!

とてもおいしいインドと日本料理も味わった!

そこで、僕たちの本当の仕事は、日本語やヒンディ語であるアーティスト・トークをマラティ語で通訳するだけではなく、他のボランティア仕事もあった。あれも、やっぱり楽しかったよ!

やがて、「わふ」の経験は、価千金で嘘のようで立派だって、一番最高だった!

最後に、オカズさんとあっこさん、このような立派なイニシアティブで参加させてくれ、本当に有難いです!それに、日本から来たほかのボランティアたちにも仲良くして、色々と話してくれて、グループのメンバーのように参加させたから、ありがとうを伝えたい!

えだもんさんの料理も懐かしんでるよ!

皆さん、本当にありがとうございました!
また、できたら、いつか会いましょうね!

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