Found myself!
It
was a week back when Ananya and I were on our way to give our confirmation for
the event. We've been the best of pals for quite some time and I knew she'd
definitely agree to come along with me.
She's
a chirpy little girl, somehow always excited for everything that comes her way!
As for me, the decision to go for a conference that seemed too wacky at first,
comprised of excitement and anxiety both!
On
our way, I kept pinging and asking her ...so are you sure we're going? Every
time she'd reply in a firm affirmative. Finally I decided to not give it
another thought, and to go for it! 'It would definitely be a new experience', I
calmed myself down.
Finally,
the day of departure arrived. It had begun. I was on my way to Jaipur for the Youth
Leadership Summit by The Education Tree, among complete
strangers, with sleepy eyes, constantly questioning myself if I'd made the
right decision.
Today,
as I look back and rewind all the episodes of the last week, deep down I know
this, attending YLS was surely a great decision. The best one, infact.
Never
in my life I'd imagined, even in the wildest of my dreams that miles away from
my home sweet home, among unfamiliar faces, in 72 hours, I would find myself.
It
wasn't a regular trip. It was a reality check. It wasn't about spending time
with my friends. It was about having the courage to make new friends. It wasn't
just about the fun filled parties, it was a journey down to my own self. It was
about letting go of whatever I've held back to myself, it was about being
honest to oneself, it was about believing in myself.
And
it was just meant to take place, and I was meant to be there!
To
go back home felt like going to the playschool for the first time. Heart in
heart I cried like a child, I didn't want to go back home!
A part of me still lives
in those lawns and conference rooms, with the people I met. And as I pen down
it all, I'm teary eyed ...wanting to relive it all again, constantly thinking
about the memories we've all had together.
Sometime has rightly said
...you don't have memories ...memories have you ....
Gayatri Thakral
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