It's funny how time and distance change you, the roads you take don't always lead you home.
Sorry for the lack of posting, I have been consumed by Indian “course registration”. I use this term very loosely. Upon arriving to India, we were given a list of courses that MIGHT be offered that semester. This list contained no schedule of dates or times simply possible concepts. It was our job to navigate the confusing world of course registration without a guide. Monday was filled wandering the thousand acre campus looking for buildings and classrooms. Then today, after having slight confidence in my schedule, everything changed–again. It seems though after a “long” run and a cricket lesson from some teenage girls that all will be alright.
I am trying to keep this outlook even as smog stings my lungs, bugs bite every inch of me, and my academic future is unknown.