I had a dream last night. In my dream we had gone to Mangalore. In Mangalore, my mother, grandmother and I went out somewhere (I do not know where!!). Then my sister suddenly came on a cycle out of nowhere! Since the road was bumpy my mother told her to go back home by cycle. She went home. Then my grandmother started to drive the car without a licence! Then my mother said if the police asks us for the license my mother would give her licence! (I know that you cannot do that in real life). Then we reached home. Afterwards we were chatting and I said, "Look! our car registration numbers have changed!" All our car registration numbers had changed from Karnataka to Andhra Pradesh. Then on a small cycle came my cousin calling me by my pet name. But actually that was my mother waking me up!!
I wrote this in May 2026 and then left it sitting in my drafts for six weeks. Partly because it feels more personal than what I usually put online. Partly because writing honestly about uncertainty is uncomfortable when most of us are busy performing certainty. And partly because I wasn’t entirely sure I believed all of it yet. I’m still not sure. But perhaps that’s the point. So, here goes. ----- May 2026 Two years ago, I moved back to India. I hadn't planned on it. In fact, if you'd told me in 2020, when I packed my bags and left Bangalore for France, that I'd be back in four years, I'd have laughed it off as a failure of imagination. The plan had always been to stay abroad and build a career in Europe. The universe, well, had other plans. Four years abroad had been, by most measures, a good run. Two years in France at Sciences Po, a well-paid summer internship in Paris, the youngest funded researcher on a research project between Princeton, Columbi...
Very nice dream Little Mairpady
ReplyDeletehahahahahaha, what a funny dream.
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