India: Foreign but Familiar

I left New Years day. After 48 hours, four cities, three flights, several single-serving friends, and one cab ride: I made it (safe, sound, and with relative ease) to Bangalore!!

Naturally, during the many hours in the sky I started to feel the creeping sense of panic that comes with huge life altering decisions – for example quitting your job and moving to India. Thankfully, once I landed I was greeted by a foreign but familiar city. Reminiscent of Dhaka but more expansive, I felt the comfort of home in the utterly new. Just like that, there were no more doubts, only the knowledge I had done the right thing. I am doing the right thing.

I have already begun to fall head over heels for my new home. Surrounded by the incredibly kind/ inspiring people in my cohort and this city's vastness, I'm swept up with all the possibilities of the new year & of this world. I can’t really explain it, but I feel it in my bones. 2016 will be magnificent.