Namaste!

I always knew that I can only write about India once I was already out of it, when I can candidly tell my stories, both good and bad, with less drama and more humor. India for me was a love-hate experience; my world practically turned upside down beyond my expectations. I managed to turn it back around again that I never thought I would miss the organized chaos, the unpredictability, the sights, sounds and smells, the people and places that made two revolutions around the sun living in curry country worthwhile.

There are three dimensions of my lived experience in India. One was working as a volunteer with a local non-profit organization, learning about disability, and practicing my knowledge and skills in the development field. Then there’s the other experience of living in the capital city New Delhi, learning the culture, language and history, partaking the food, joining festivals, meeting other volunteers, forming relationships, and connecting with fellow Filipinos. Third, there’s the traveling and exploration of one of the oldest civilizations on earth.

Join me in this journey as I retrace my steps back to the land of chapattis, chais and holy cows and share my “movie moments” and pockets of joy as the pendulum swung.

Buckle up. And don’t forget the bug spray and malaria tablets.