Blog #1: Uncertainty

Okay so… how do you start a blog post?

I have never written a blog post before, nor have I ever read one. If I’m being entirely honest, I’m not really sure I know what a blog is… In spite of this, I’ve decided to challenge myself to write one blog post every single day in February. I guess I’m really going with the whole quantity over quality thing to get started. Hopefully I’ll figure this out along the way, and if you care to watch me stumble through it, good luck. Seeing as I’m starting this very first post at 11:38pm on February 1st, I will keep this brief. (And for those of you who know how deeply-rooted procrastination is in my personality, let this be a reminder that that will likely never change). So, without further ado, and with no clear idea of what a blog post even entails, here is a recap of the past two weeks I have spent in India.

Heyo, I’m in India! From beginning to end, the journey took me nearly 48 hours, and I jumped through enough time zones to be convinced that time is entirely a meaningless social construct. Within my first 24 hours in the country, I met some wonderful people who have already become dear friends, spent the night on a houseboat on the Arabian Sea, and got stared at by every single woman in the airport bathroom. I ate A LOT of food, and puked up a decent amount as well, because life is about balance I guess. I’ve begun to settle into life in Bangalore, started classes at Christ College, and spent many a night dancing and singing with friends. Together, and simultaneously alone, we have all faced loads of uncertainty. Much like this blog post, we’re figuring it out along the way— a concept I have come to find great beauty in. These past two weeks have been nothing short of an adventure, and had things been “figured out” from the beginning, I’d have missed out on most of my favorite memories so far. It is because of this that I am grateful for the uncertainty, the daunting unknown which has the potential to deter me from even venturing out in the first place. Without this, there would be no exploring, no growth. And what would a semester in India be without those things? So, as I sit here uncertain how to write a blog post, I remind myself to be thankful for this uncertainty, and trust that I will figure it out along the way.