I remember learning about the world from my brother, who invented games on a map because we could not afford 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 dropping out of college, traveling felt more of a dream that would never become a reality, but I still read travel blogs and planned.

The first time I flew was at the age of 33 :). It took a long time to realize my dream, but I am posting from Vietnam, where I have lived for more than a year and fell in love with it. 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 live the life I want.