The Lead goes Cold
To be honest, I came to India searching for answers and direction. Where I would discover where I wanted to take my life and confirm what I wanted to do as a career; even planning to be so shocked by the living standards of some of the people I would immediately realize service work was my calling. I can’t say I have gotten anything that I’ve set out for, at least, maybe not in the way I imagined.
The hard hitting experiences had to take a back seat to settling the fragile emotional state I was in from adjusting to this new routine. So I decided to put the detective work on hold, got used to living in a new city, made good friends, and just let myself basque in happiness and comfortability for a while.
Although I haven’t been “enlightened” in the way I wanted to, this experience has tossed in some life lessons that I couldn’t be more grateful to have discovered. I love my friends. I love my family. I love my grandparents and admire them constantly as I navigate my way through a different country. I’ll find good and bad people wherever I go, but I’ll let the good ones influence me. I love teaching. I love children. I live for the sight of that lightbulb going off in their head. I love people. I love their stories, their aspirations. People make the experience, not the place.
These past couple weeks have been the time of my life. Amidst all the sporadic ups and downs, I never thought I would get to the point where I would say I will genuinely miss everything I have experienced here. My swing and the swing of things are finally in step and its allowed me to take a step back and cherish how far I have come but also remember that this is not what I came here for.
My worst fear is not taking full advantage of an opportunity that I believe has so much potential to help me grow. Working an internship at a Mutual Fund company, living in a 4 star hotel, constantly doing touristy things are making things too comfortable. I think its time I started distancing myself from it again.
“Be willing to be uncomfortable. Be comfortable being uncomfortable. It may get tough, but its a small price to pay for living a dream.” — Peter McWilliams
