Every morning, we have 'bed tea ' at 5am, but sadly not in bed. 5:55 is PT- physical training for the non-Indians! This consists of a fairly short run (a couple of km), then some stretching, strength and balance exercises and a short run back. The kicker though, is the steep run up from the… Continue reading 5am starts…
Fear and friendship
Sat outside the quartermaster's room from 8am, waiting for registration. Potato sticks, courtesy of IndiGo, filled my belly a little. The rest of the space was filled with butterflies and nervousness. I waited alone for people to appear. Finally three girls arrived who seemed to have become fast friends already. This did very little to… Continue reading Fear and friendship
Bagdogra to Darjeeling
Bagdogra airport reminded me of Udaipur about 15 years ago. It felt a bit like coming home to the past. My bag was first out on the belt, and I sauntered out to find Bikramji waiting for me. As I had requested, he had brought his open top jeep rather than a closed car. And… Continue reading Bagdogra to Darjeeling
A new journey…
"Chasing angels or fleeing demons, go to the mountains." - Jonathan Rasley A few years ago, in my first year at Teach for India, I asked a dear friend and mentor, Rupert, where I should intern for that summer. He looked at me with his familiar piercing gaze and said something that has been etched… Continue reading A new journey…
Needier than I thought…
I have less than 48 hours left in Mumbai. Work is done. Bags are packed (pretty much). Flatmates have left. The end is here. But what of the journey here? I'm leaving feeling a rather confusion concoction of emotions. But I have realised one thing. That knowing something, feeling something and living that same something are… Continue reading Needier than I thought…
Kindling flames 