Hi! You may not enjoy me as a person :)
Heyaaaa!
I don’t know why I thought to greet you the way I would greet a Starbucks employee (Caramel Frappuccino + whipped cream + coffee is a killer combination. Don’t let anyone call you a milkshake drinker; I’ll fight them). Still, it seems fitting as I will also tell you things you don’t want to hear about me.
My name’s Adya, and I’m 18 years old. A. child, basically, a fresh adult, although I’m sure anyone older than 20 reading this would call me a baby by all means. I’m well aware that I think I know a lot about the world- I guess that self-awareness should count for something- and so I’m keeping this digital diary to remind myself of my youthful naivety when I grow old, cynical, and arthritic (So like, by 25).
I’m making this introductory post as it’s embarrassing to write all this stuff and then not do what I said I’d do. So what is this, and why am I subjecting you to it? Let me tell you.
I’m in my second year of university in London. I’m studying film and literature. If your first question is asking how my Indian parents let that happen, please consider that they would be personally concerned for my patients if I ever became a doctor. My career decision was probably a relief as they would prevent multiple malpractice lawsuits on the family name. The past year of university in this immensely huge and opportunity-ridden city was tumultuous, to say the least. I found myself in the most confusing relationship I’ve ever been in. And strangely enough, this relationship wasn’t with a person or a school but with a city. A living, breathing entity that I had to fight to love and definitely hurt to know.
Born and raised in India- specifically New Delhi (The best city in the world- argue, try me) and Gurgaon (Def is not the best city in the world- I don’t even think it qualifies as a city as much as it qualifies as an improperly drained wasteland), London was a culture shock, to say the least. I spent much of my last year drifting in fear, anxiety, and general discontent. But with that experience came transformation. Came a sense of maturity that I wouldn’t get if I was on a small campus far away from the city centre. There’s so much I became and did that I thought I would never have the strength to do.
But now, I’m in a much better place. I am hopeful, excited, and, most importantly- motivated and ambitious. And this project is hopefully one of those ambitions realised.
Last year, I was too busy picking myself up off the ground to think about recording my life and musings- but this year is new. It’s new beginnings, new people, new hopes, and hopefully new learnings.
So I will post every Monday around 10 am (Watch me attempt to work with deadlines even though I am a university student :) ), and also every Saturday for a chill life dump.
You’re my digital diary; I’m mostly doing this for myself. But you’re more than welcome to stick around. ❤
Much love,
Adya
