Aright so it seems as though this internship actually involves some soul searching...kidding. Hmm, defining my culture. Ive been around the world. Lived in Nigeria, India, The United Arab Emirates, and Canada. So I feel as though I've had a taste and perspective from different corners of the world. My culture is my own, it isnt Indian or Canadian but rather my own individual perspective. My mom is fairly religious, being Catholic, and my father is more moral-based, as a hindu. So i feel like im torn in between. My ideas and morals are based on right/wrong and rather than following a solid sect of religion I feel as though the world just plays in its own tune and its upto do to decide which way we dance. My culture is open. I relate to my indian routes while at the same time taking it all in through the eyes of a westerner. It is something I am very proud to have because the situations and ideas are sometimes quite funny. I am proud to say I am Rajendran.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Kenya in 1
So its the day before i leave. Im currently sitting in my basement, a few of the guys are over for the Champions league final between Man U and Barcelona. Bbq was on the menu, hotdogs and pepsi. Things I may miss during the summer. Last night was pretty rough. I got into a pretty large arguement with moms, she isnt happy with me.Must be cause im leaving, I have to make up with her when she gets home. I dont want to have her upset today and tomorrow. I should have bee packing today but it will all begin tonight and since i have all of tomorow, ill pick up the last items before heading to the airport. Beers and ice cream is up next. I will cherish every moment.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Kenya in 2
So im trying to get everything in order and it feels as though i am still forgetting so much. I had the chance to talk to a lot of people, many are a friend-of-a-friend, and its like my list is too short. Clothes dont even seem like a priority right now, I'd rather fill both suitcases up with supplies, sports equipment, bathroom supplies...pretty much everything I see on a day to day basis. I'm not scared really, its like a mixed feeling of anxiety, nervousness, and overeating. I feel bloated but I havent eaten much. Three months doesn't seem too long but theres no turning back. Alot has happened recently and this trip is something that is definetely needed. Lets hope that by going in eyes closed, I'll come out with my eyes wide open.
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