It has been two months since I left the airport of New Dehli and surprisingly enough almost each day that pasts by I catch myself going through my mind of the moments I experienced in India. Post India tour has been a whirlwind of re-adjustments and sharing of stories. Being in America, there are immediate differences that are brought up before me that questions my previous way of living. Thinking about the way of life in India with all of its diversity, cultural richness, cuisine, education and politics, and the people, I wondered how I will take away from this wonderful experience to grow as a person. I challenged myself to be a different person walking away from that trip and I believed that I will. Knowing so much more about another country’s people, language, history, and way of living, challenges my previous outlook and perception. Unfortunately, I found myself spending more time fighting jet lag, surfing the net at ungodly hours, and lording over the toilet bowl as my bowels tried to return to normal than reflecting and thinking.
However, what I did find pleasant were the unique conversations I’ve had with both old friends and new ones when I returned back to campus. Sharing my experience with others helped me to connect the final thoughts and observations into newer threads of conclusions and takeaways. I believe this was called externally processing because more often than not I find myself surprised by the nuances of information that left my mouth as I engaged with others. In the latter half of the tour, we spent more of our time exploring the cultural side of India (while the beginning half was more business and tourism). We visited a farm out in the country, attended an ethnic Indian wedding, rode on elephants and explored in New Dehli’s shopping district. My favorite aspect of the India Tour was that we did not just observe India from a distance but rather we experienced it firsthand. We walked, talked, and ate in the streets and stores of India. In retrospect and upon speaking with Professor Kahai, the impact that lasted was enforced by the emotional connection the students made in India where no book could ever provide.
How to move forward? I honestly do not know. I hope that the experiences and lessons I’ve obtained in India will continue to go forth with me wherever I go. I hope my future experiences abroad would always be as memorable, and extensive as India. For now I’ll continue to share my stories in hopes to gain newer insight or something like that