Week 2
I swear week two went by in a flash. Before I knew it I was back in Bangalore visiting my aunt and uncle for the weekend, realizing I’ve barely journaled this week. I’ve gotten so used to the busy daily routine of life here at Shanti Bhavan that it's hard to find a moment to just sit down and write. But honestly, even if I did have the time, I would 100% be spending every second of it with the kids. Without them, my experience at Shanti Bhavan would be nothing. Anyone can come here and teach, probably better than I can, but I’ve learned that the most important lessons are learned outside of the classroom. On the soccer field, in the dining hall, during dance practice.
Staying at Shanti Bhavan has taught me a lot about living with purpose. I realized that living in America means living with excess. From our food and water consumption to our clothes and belongings, having more than we need is normalized. Shanti Bhavan quite literally cannot function if individuals live in excess. There is only enough water for us to use one bucket to shower. There is only enough food for each of us to take one chapathi during lunch. I only have enough clothes to last me a week before I have to hand wash them again. Moreover, at Shanti Bhavan, everything is shared. Other than a few personal belongings, there is no concept of ownership. It's sort of like a mini socialist utopia. Before coming to India, I knew I had to make some adjustments to my lifestyle, but what I did not expect was how easily I adapted, and more importantly, how much I enjoyed living this way.
Towards the beginning of my trip I was counting down the days until I could go back home. Now with two more weeks left, I truly can’t imagine returning. Eventually I will start school again, return to the same routine, and pick up where I left off, but for the students here, Shanti Bhavan is their constant, beautiful reality. This blog is my way of reminding myself to live by the virtues that I learn here, and not to forget all the lessons that Shanti Bhavan has taught me.