Oscar Lin
Prime Minister’s Scholarship for Asia, Reimagining India with IndoGenius
Introduction
Hey! I’m Oscar, a Taiwanese Kiwi. The first nine years of my life was spent in Taiwan. Growing up in Taiwan and migrating to New Zealand has been a challenging journey. It’s without a doubt the hardest thing I’ve done but also the most rewarding thing. Learning how to navigate a different culture has shaped me into an open-minded and curious individual. These traits have guided me to explore the world and develop my identity as a global citizen.
I’m looking forward to everything that I will experience in India – seeing global tech companies that are worth billions of dollars, interacting with the locals, visiting the Dharavi slums, learning about the different religions in India, embracing spirituality, discovering Indian cuisine, visiting ashrams & temples, practicing meditation & yoga, documenting this entire journey in the most authentic way possible, bonding with like-minded individuals, and sharing this experience with my best mate that’s also going.
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Poem: Dragon Warrior
Six weeks of Herculean effort, Encountering trials of Agni on the body and mind, Atop Mount Olympus, the dragon scroll is what we find. The most arduous journey, Leaving carbon footprints externally, Uncovering spiritual signposts internally. Songs of sonder, Lost in translation, Found in adoration. Immersed within a Thali of plurality, Smelling richness within spirituality,…Continue…
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End Credits
Entering the last week of my journey in India, I feel a heavy weight on my chest. It’s a mixture of sadness – realising that I’m no longer going to be travelling with the incredible group of people that I’ve come to really love; confusion – finding it a struggle to wrap my head around…Continue…
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A Bag Of Bananas
On the 26th of January, almost three weeks since arriving in India, I experienced my lowest moment. Physically, I was completely fine. My health is, and has been, at 100% (touch wood). But emotionally, I felt a swirling tornado of emotions that ripped apart the metaphorical shelter that protected me from the harsh reality of…Continue…