I must reflect on my experiences in order to fully appreciate and grow from
them. I realized the power of writing and began journaling and writing poetry
when I was 13. My favorite way to write is with paper and a pencil in a private
notebook. Hands down, raw material. This way I can express my true thoughts
without worrying about ANYBODY else's reaction. When I truly write, all I am is
honesty. When I publish my writing (in some form) I worry about what people will
think --will they be offended? --what will they think? --will they understand? I
have become very critical of my own writing when I know that other people are
reading it. I have decided to blog because I want to keep in touch with the
people I love through out this amazing experience we call India. However, I have
been warned to be careful, and that sometimes people are
offended or hurt by what they have read in blogs. The people here in Bangalore
who have welcomed me into their homes or school are amazing, truly hospitable
people. I have nothing but love and respect for them. Those of you who know me
well know that I care deeply (a little too deeply) what people think and that it
is never my intention to hurt anyone. However, my decision to post this
blog is my decision to truly write. My entries are going to be
narratives of my experiences as well as my thoughts and opinions regarding life
in India, politics, religion, class, globalization. Some people don't care to
discuss these things and believe they are private. I don't. The personal is
political, yo. I'm not telling anyone to expect to be offended or that this blog
is going to be racy, tabloid-ish, or crude, but please know that is my
Indian Adventure uncensored.
