As I sit down to write my first blog, at this moment I’m filled with mixed emotions and thoughts. The idea of trying something for the first time, most of the time, pushes us to the state of excitement and nervousness. Though I have thoughts running through my mind, the fear of judgement always made me run short of words. The journey of this fellowship from the start till date itself is one of the many firsts in my life.
As I decided to sign up for this fellowship journey, I made my mind to be open to things that come my way and look up to things accordingly. The idea of sharing my life events as a story itself was completely a new experience for me as a whole. Personally, that was one kind of ice breaking session for me to understand my calibre to narrate things. The idea of sharing space with people from different parts of the country felt quite thrilling for me. The experience of staying in a village with new people around and encountering sudden challenges reminds me of the term, “Survival of the Fittest ”.
The journey of finding our way in the new location though felt and still feeling overwhelming, it is the first of a kind of experience. Finding our own methods of rapport building with the community and stakeholders and the events that we encounter out of it will always stay as a potential learning. I could recollect an event, where myself and my co-fellows we all literally sat on the roads for about an hour while we were waiting for our bus to come. The eyes that gazed at us throughout the time, still makes us laugh about that day.
Another one of the major firsts of my life includes night trekking. The journey from the bus till the sunrise still feels fresh within me as I rediscovered myself in various aspects. Though the path was difficult, the journey throughout the way will always stay alive in my memory. The feeling here is more than my words.
The FIRST kind of experience in every phase of one’s life, be it whatever the outcome, will always be a memorable learning to cherish.

