The beginning

I remember learning about the world because of my brother who invented games on a map because we could not afford to buy expensive board games. Living in a tiny house in a poor part of Mumbai I would dream about traveling the world and I was super optimistic that it would happen. After I had to drop out of college, traveling felt more of a dream that would never become a reality but I still kept on reading travel blogs and planning.

The first time I flew was at the age of 33:). It took a long time to realise my dream but here I am posting from Vietnam where I have lived for more than a year and have fallen in love with. I read about other young Indian bloggers who share how difficult it has been for them, well it’s even more difficult if you have to be responsible for others at a very early age. I still have a long way to go but finally I am living the life I want.