When i left India, i thought in my mind i am going out to explore the world...i never quite realised i was carrying with me a part of the world that very few really knew and understood.

So i enter the United States and I explore, the minds of the 'developed' nations, the avid followers of the North American sport culture ... and i realise they explore me more than i explore them. I came in here knowing that I wanted to increase my knowledge...I had an idea of what i would be studying, the kinds of people I would be interacting with...the kinds of conversation i would be having. And there was the American with no idea of what to expect from this crazy 25 year old Indian girl. They went where I led the conversations to, listened to what I told them. To them, I was the 'rest of the world' , the kind they possibly never needed to interact with. Through my eyes they saw president bush, the war against terrorism, the fanaticism of cricket and religion, the poverty and hunger stricken humans who walked the farms that faced the wrath of draught and famine, the spirituality of the hindu, the peace of islam, and the nirvana of buddha...
So I ended classes yesterday..and I hugged my closest classmate. She just stared back at me and she whispered thank you. i was like "for whattt!" "I have understood so much about the world because of you".
I smiled.
This journey finally seems worth it:)