Homeward Bound

I am Homeward Bound.

I am also a mechanical engineering professional, who plans to do a lot with his life. Most of which is planned to be something that many people plan out to be, and many become. As corny as my dreams are, they are dreams after all.

As I said, I am Homeward Bound. Currently working in the City of Brotherly Love (Philadelphia, for those who don't know), I feel I am biding my time. Like every 23 year old, I want to be somebody too, and hope to achieve my goal before I turn 40 and then retire to a life of relaxing, casual drinking and 'husbanding' ( I had absolutely no clue that this was even a word. Anyways, I don't mean it in the literal sense, hence, the inverted commas).

Again, as I said, I am Homeward Bound. I come from New Delhi, but consider India my home. There is so much I want to do and so much that needs to be done, that I sometimes feel overwhelmed with responsibility. I feel responsible for things that I don't even experience now, that I don't even see anymore. I feel the need to help every beggar on the street of Delhi, every laborer slaving away in the heat and every engineer wasting his or her time in a call center (not to be stereotypical or racist).

I am homeward bound, not in the sense that I want to leave the US but in the sense that I want to go back home. When you see that the president of one of the most influential countries has the nuts to trash talk against everything and anything you believed in, the desperation one gets is unbelievable.

I need to bring about improvement.

In the next 10 years (maybe even 20), I will be slowly and steadily making my way towards home. Receiving education in the US, then working and learning even more, and then after earning a bit I'll be more than successful in what I eventually want to achieve. Hopefully. That's the plan.

Then, as I have been stressing, homeward bound to make a difference.

What did I do new lately?

- I went for a Garba event. Garba is a auspicious Gujarati event that relates dance as a tribute to God during the auspicious days of the Navratre, the 9 holy days of Hinduism.

I saw people dancing, emotionless, in circles coordinating perfectly with each other, moving the circle measured steps forward then measured steps back, like a cog rotating in both directions but ultimately moving towards one. Of course that was a learning experience, something that I wanted to learn for my girlfriend, who is of course a Gujarati.

- I was able to start a blog, of sorts. This page is not shared. I don't think it ever will be. But it is something for me to use as a gauge to facilitate some progress in my seemingly stagnant life. I have started working full time after graduating with a BS degree, and have landed a position that I don't want to be with for long. Days seem to go by like anything and I am not comfortable with the my savings, considering I want to fund my own MS later in life.