They say it takes a village to raise a child. While I agreed with that philosophy my whole life, it wasn’t until I started inculcating it on an individual level that I fully understood the meaning of it. I believe we’re a result of the cumulative factors of our environment that shape us to be the individual we become.
Ever since I was a child, I saw my father travel for work. He would pack a suitcase and go off to distant lands I would only hear about on the phone or see in the postcards he would send. The fascination of exploring an unknown place had settled into my being from an early age because of this, but it wasn’t until I started going on my own adventures that I realised my love for travel. The exposure to different lands, cultures, and people developed a part of my personality that couldn’t have been taught to me in any other manner. It was travelling that truly unveiled to me the fleeting nature of life and the illusion of time, and it is from this passion of mine that I learnt to become self-sustaining, a risk-taker, and step out of my comfort zone.
Then came along polo, a game that didn’t just help me develop my personality but also keep my mental sanity during the lockdown. It wasn’t just another game for me; it was almost like therapy. Since it’s a fast game, it requires a lot of focus and was like a meditation. Everything else ceased to exist in that moment. I love animals, and spending time with beautiful horses whenever I need some downtime for me is the best thing to do.
While these are external passions of mine, reading has been an irreplaceable internal activity that I can never be far away from. It is how I travel far and wide while sitting in my room or ride a horse while lying down. It has stretched my imagination farther than the cosmos and helped me explore my creativity deeper than the ocean bed.
My passions are the tiny huts of the village that I have made in myself, each with its own significance and bearing in my life that have raised me to be the individual that I am today.