Nepal, here I come.
It’s a weird feeling … something that I’m struggling to put into words … a feeling that’s unusual to me.
I’ve not traveled much. Just five countries. I’ve not always had people help me pack – but I don’t think it’s that. I guess, it’s something else. It’s a similar feeling I had when I bid goodbye to the world of journalism and said hello to the world of forestry. I’m always going to carry my lessons from journalism – I cherish them … those were some hardcore moments … forestry is a different experience. Well… I will serve this field well with my background and the tools I gain here, I know that.
In spite of putting my thoughts to paper several times, I know not what it is about my impending trip to Nepal that trips me like a bout of hiccups that won’t let up.
Perhaps it is something about going back to the Asian subcontinent, perhaps it is the long, long, long flight … perhaps it is about being away from a world that I’ve become familiar with, a world I’m comfortable in… But isn’t that what forestry is all about? Pushing your comfort limits? Encountering new ideas, new things, new places, new people?
So, to quote Maria from the Sound of Music –
“…Oh, I must stop these doubts, all these worries,
If I don't I just know I'll turn back,
I must dream of the things I am seeking,
I am seeking the courage I lack.
The courage to serve them with reliance,
Face my mistakes without defiance,
Show them I'm worthy,
And while I show them,
I'll show me…”