Nostalgia of the Unknown and the Life on Hold
Can we miss experiences we have never had? People we have never met. Places we have never been. I have come to realise that we can. And I know once you finish reading this, you will too. When I started looking for places to start my Masters journey, I was deliberately looking for places away from home. Not because I dread the warmth of a family and the peace that comes with familiar places, but because I wanted to explore life for what it truly is and be responsible for my own self for once. As luck would have it, I did end up in literal heaven on earth, a sprawling 300 acre of forest land for a college campus with deer and peacocks to accompany my walks to the department. I found a family in my classmates and seniors sooner than I ever have in the two decades that I have walked on this earth. Now the catch is, I am sure you must have guessed it already. Neither have I ever set foot in this place that I now call home nor have I ever met the people that I call my family. And yet, ...