There is this temptation to set the context for this blog. Would be easy, if I knew what that was. Besides, it will probably sound like a lot of self-justification. So let's skip that. And dive in headfirst..
I live in a state of confusion. There are some things that are crystal clear, there is lots that isn't. After living in a cocoon for years, you begin to think that there's only so much more that life can give you. Yeah, you can tell yourself that life is is one long learning process, but frankly you don't believe it. It is a convenient crutch though. It cements those convictions you hold dear, and gives you the comfort of something to hold on to in the maelstorms that you are thrown into.
I go through life preparing for all the blind corners. But nothing prepares you for some things or some people who seem to be waiting around the next corner. They just jump at you and turn your life upside down. Now, it's happened to me. Coming back to India has been wonderful. The joy of rediscovery is immense. Reams have been written about its vitality, its new life, its energy in the middle of poverty. But then, I have always loved contradictions.
This is a personal journey, a personal quest, personal discovery (God, that sounds so pretentious!). This is a travel diary.
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