This is it. Five weeks of institute are up. Four years of college are up. Two years of boarding school are up. Sixteen years of home life are up. This is it.
Now it’s time to step out into that crazy wild thing people call the world, to meet the crazier people that live comfortably in that chaos, and to become one among the many crazy out there. In other words, it’s time to move out of home, out of campus, out of college, and into the city of Mumbai as a member of the grown-up working world.
It’s going to be a new city, a new job, an almost new country, and a whole new life.
That’s a scary thought. Slightly exhilarating, true, but scary nonetheless.
Institute at TFI was an absolutely amazing time. It was the most inspiring, motivating, rejuvenating atmosphere I’ve ever been in. A group of young individuals working together for a common cause – not because it would look good on their resume, not because they couldn’t get any other job, not because they felt they’re doing a favour – but because they truly believe in the cause. Five weeks spent working, teaching, learning, eating, playing, laughing, crying, living with these people is enough to bring us close.
But like I said, the five weeks are now up.
Everyone has gone their own way. Of the 150 fellows who joined at our institute, a third have gone to Delhi, another third to Pune, and the remaining have come to Bombay. Even here, however, we have all spread out across the city, some going back to their homes, others desperately trying to find a home. We’re going to be placed in schools across the city, no longer having each other constantly to work, teach, learn, eat, play, laugh, cry and live with.
It’s going to be me. And my new school. And my new kiddos. And my new house. And my new life.
And that’s still a scary thought.
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