My time in
Nepal is rapidly coming to a close… sort of. Lots of uncertainty still left in
the game with a fuel blockade on the India-Nepal border, causing a major
shortage of petrol for vehicles and the potential for me to be flown to
Kathmandu a bit earlier than originally planned. Eagerly waiting to hear the
verdict, and so is my host-family with Dashain (like Christmas for Hinduism) coming
up.
In the
meantime, I’ve applied to my first job for my return! I’m looking into a few
other postings and hopefully will be unemployed for only a short amount of time
when I get back (in December—I bought my plane ticket home too!).
Onto the
meaty stuff, my reflection:
As much as
an over-analyzer and over-thinker I am--a quality I became aware of a few years
back—I am finally taking steps to counteract it, or handle it in a more
feel-good way. I’ve become largely aware of the fearlessness and confidence
Nepalese people carry (most of them). Situations I often panic and stress over
they mosey on through. When I think, plan plan plan! They think, I got this.
And I’m starting to find a better, more comfortable balance between
cautiousness and recklessness. Regardless of where it’s rooted from, I’ve been
a “better safe than sorry” kinda gal for a long time, and I’m beginning to see
the value and potential gains of taking more risks. It’s still scary, but I’m
reassured by the rollercoaster this journey has been and I believe the truth in
the saying, “We win some and we lose some”. Whatever happens, it doesn’t end
there and we got to keep on rolling the dice and playing the game.
Today in and
of itself was a roller coaster. Had some good moments (ate a Fiber One bar) and
some bad moments (got nearly completely trampled on the bus) then another good
moment (ate a boiled egg) then some more bad moments (tried to apply to a job
then the internet cut out and lost my whole application then got stuck in the
rain waiting for the bus) then some more good moments (made it home and
finished my job application!) and now my butt is on my bed in shorts ready for
sleep (a good moment) while the ants infiltrate my room (…yeah).
Anywho… the
journey continues. On to the next one.
Love,
Bora
