As I sit down to articulate my thoughts about my first week in India on a Prime Minister’s Scholarship, I find capturing the essence of this experience in a single blog post challenging.
Our journey has taken us through bustling cities like Chennai, Mahabalipuram, retreats like Coimbatore, and historic gems like Pondicherry. Each destination brought its own set of challenges and rewards, making this week feel like a month of voyaging. Every place has left a lasting mark on my heart, from the French-influenced streets of Pondicherry to the awe-inspiring ISHA Vidhya.
First photo: Mira and me at Mysore Palace
Second photo: Kalyani (Perur Pateeswarar temple elephant) during Pongal
Third photo: Mysore Palace
Fourth photo: Shiva statue at ISHA Yoga Foundation in Coimbatore
Fifth photo: Tiana and me in Pondicherry (Heritage Town)
India, with its scorching heat that feels like 50 degrees every day (or so it seems), is a far cry from the mild climate of New Zealand. The cultural shock has been both jarring and refreshing, prompting a few moments of doubt and intense homesickness. In my first week, a few tears were shed because I missed my family and would be away from them for longer than a couple of days – a rarity in my daily life back home. I longed for my family, especially my 10-week-old godson, who is the brightest light in my world.
Yet, amid the challenges, I’ve discovered a profound love for India. It’s a love born from the incredible experiences and the people I’ve encountered. Auroville and ISHA Yoga Foundation challenged my preconceptions, while places like Pondicherry gave me a glimpse into a harmonious blend of history and modernity.
One particularly impactful experience was visiting the Isha Vidhya School, where underprivileged children from rural areas could receive scholarships to access quality education and daily meals. With their boundless creativity and resilience, these children taught me lessons that transcend the boundaries of my university education. It served as a stark reminder of the privileges I often take for granted in New Zealand.
Before setting foot in India, my personal goals were quite different. Now, I aspire to be more adventurous – embracing the vibrant Indian cuisine and engaging in optional activities that come my way. I also want to be present in the moment, remembering what experiences felt like rather than focusing solely on what they looked like.
My Tongan cultural identity has played a unique role because service and respect for elders are paramount. In India, I often find myself being served by those older than me, challenging the dynamics I’m accustomed to. It’s definitely a lesson in cultural exchange and a reminder that there’s always more to learn.
Looking ahead, I’m eager to share this enriching experience with everyone – classmates and co-workers, during my practicum and, most importantly, with my family and friends who formed the foundation of my journey. This Prime Minister’s Scholarship is not just an individual endeavour; it’s a collective effort of my village. I am determined to honour that support by bringing the stories of India back home.