In retrospect, I consider myself incredibly lucky for the opportunity to study and live abroad at the age of 17. I grew up in a protective middle class family in the small bubble town of Dehradun. In search of my independence, I applied to and got accepted in a university abroad, and flew away with a big study loan and bigger dreams.
I remember being extremely nervous about traveling out of the country all by myself. There are too many myths circulated among Indian families, and after years of traveling, I hope to simplify it for you:
1) How to choose your first foreign destination?
My advice: Don’t follow the crowds.
I’ve met many travelers who swarm to museums abroad just because everyone else does, even though they don’t particularly enjoy art or…
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“The world is full of rooms
and no place to remain.”
Hauntingly beautiful verse from Li-Young Lee (1957- ).
“Every Circle Wider”
Silver, the women sing of their bodies
and the men. Darker, the men sing
of their ancestors and the women.
Darkest is the children’s ambition
to sing every circle wider. Dying,
each sings at the edge of what he knows,
pregnant with the unknown, that chasm
sustained trembling (called singing) makes visible
Criminal, my recalling that country’s songs
and never intending to go back. No word
comes from there, but remembering
is steam and engine, my voice
filling and emptying as I sing:
The world is full of people
and no one at all.
The world is full of horns,
and none of them are to be found.
The world is full of rooms
and no place to remain.
The world is full of light,
but no one’s seen a thing.
The world is all dark, yet a…
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At this stage in life, I’m totally not sure, as it flips either ways. I work best when I put my mind into something which is regardless of the hour of the day
I did make one earlier, which you can read here. Guess it needs more additions. 😉 And wondering when even the first one will be crossed out 😦
“I wondered about the explorers who’d sailed their ships to the end of the world. How terrified they must have been when they risked falling over the edge; how amazed to discover, instead, places they had seen only in their dreams.”
― Jodi Picoult, Handle With Care
I can live on pizza everyday.