Anticipation

      In just a week from today, I'll finally be boarding the plane as an economy passenger and flying to India. A week from yesterday, I graduated college with a journalism degree. For the first two months I will be stationed in Bangaluru, a city in the southern region, which cultural critics consider the Silicon Valley of India. There I will be pursuing a lifestyle this degree is intended to award me with-- the life of a newspaper reporter. After those 320 hours worth of work fly by, I'll be acting solely on free will.
      I've been told this stage of life can be, at worst, stressful and nerve wracking; exciting and free at best. To maximize the security of my freedom, I hope to extend this ticket abroad and dig my hands in different trades. I figure the 20s are for pure experience-- for finding what you like and what you could live without, in order to resist settling and slowly letting the passion fade away. I hope to never lose sight of this. I'm sure I'll make some sacrifices while in pursuit, but it's all part of the adventure. I am now, what they call, "riding with the wind," and it feels oh so good.

     Whatever happens, however, I am sure of one thing: I will keep writing.

     This blog will not just be a chronicle of my days in India, but also about the struggles a starting-out journalist faces in an increasingly competitive workforce as well as the conflicts of being a female reporter in a foreign culture.



    Please expect to stay caught-up, informed and surprised.