I’m back in Delhi. Well-fed, well-rested, and ready to get back to work. I’ll be blogging regularly again from tomorrow.

I’m in Dharamsala.

When people asked me why I went to Africa, I pretty much just shrugged my shoulders and said, “It felt right.” Same deal. It feels right. So I’m here. The plan is to live here for about three months. But because past experience suggests that none of my plans will ever come to fruction (which isn’t always bad), there is an equal likelihood that I could leave in a day or that I could end up staying three years. I try to keep an open mind.

For now though, I think I could do without the excitement.

This PC to Mac transition is killing me. I’m still unable to access my data, I’m behind on e-mails and deadlines, and I’m struggling to learn new keyboard shortcuts and file systems. I’ll post on and off for the next couple of days while I get this stuff sorted out and try to get out of Delhi.

That blank page I mentioned a few days ago filled up pretty quickly. It’s still not officially on paper yet, so I’m not going to talk about what’s coming up, but maybe I’ll tell you a bit about what’s been going on in my head for the past few months.

When I moved to Ghana, I actually didn’t plan to come back this soon. I really did intend to “move.” The plan was to get my visa renewed, keep Ghana as the base, and maybe travel through the continent. I went there to work on child trafficking, but mostly, I just wanted to live in Africa. Get out of India. Get away from the cultural expectations of India.

Midway through my stay in Ghana, I decided not to renew my visa after all. I didn’t intend to come back to India– Japan/Thailand seemed to be on the cards at that point– but I had decided that I needed to keep moving. Personal, professional, and financial factors all played a part as well. Japan and Thailand didn’t work out, eventually, so I sat down with my blank page and decided only to chalk out the next week, the next day, the next minute, and let the rest of it fall into place on its own. (It’s very easy for me to do this now, after years of practice!)

So I came back to India with the faith that my next course of action would become clear to me if I kept a little bit of patience. It has. Both personally and professionally, for the first time, I feel like I’m heading towards where I need to be. Where I’ve always wanted to be.

I’m still keeping that pencil handy though.