I started looking at the whole situation from a larger perspective too. Was that the hunch I was feeling while still in Buenos Aires, pushing me to go on one hand and holding me back on the other hand? Was that why I had waited in Buenos Aires until the last minute to get my visa and vaccinations, even though I was so excited about this trip?
I had invested so much time and energy, and some money into this dream. For months I had done tons of research. For months I had not only resisted the steady opposition of some family, but also steadily tried to explain to them my reasons for going, provided them with enough information to help them feel at more ease, and listened to further concerns of dear ones in support of my family’s. I saw all these as obstacles, against which I was persistently fighting to achieve my goal. However, when I read the news, I saw this as a quite clear sign that I should maybe let go; as sad as it can be to abort a plan.
My puzzlement only lasted for those minutes of indecision. Then, I was back in peace: satisfied with the two-fold decision made of not going to India and of staying longer in NY, betting on some other kind of venture. Yet, equally personal, equally at the top of my priority list, venture I would embrace with equally candid, open and devoted spirit.
"Nearly all the best things that came to me in life have been unexpected, unplanned by me." (Carl Sandburg, American poet)
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