Realisation struck like a bucket of cold water this year. I am fast approaching 30 even though my mind and soul feels like a school child and quickly started rummaging through my long lost emails to self for the bucket list that I had jotted down as a teenager. There were so many things still un-done, I wanted to climb the Great wall of China sipping on some Sake, feast with the pharaohs (mummified obviously) in Egypt, sky dive from top of the Swiss Alps and many more things much to the horror of my mom.
I come from a middle class family and there were extremely difficult times when I was younger but what my parents taught me was to dream, have goals and an ambition. As I was panicking, I realised that I dreamt of a myriad of things, things that I couldn’t quite rationally say at that point were achievable. Reflecting back, I became calmer understanding that I have reached halfway to where I wanted to be. And that is halfway more than what I believed I could.
I am no way closer to completing the bucket list I made as a teenager but I am closer to realising that 30 is just a number and I have a lifetime to do what I wanted to do, more importantly with the person I wanted to do it with!
We went through a really difficult phase this year, it was a very depressing start but we got through it with patience and lots of love and understanding. To get ourselves some perspective and a much needed vacation, we decided to go to Budapest with nothing more than a backpack and a camera and more importantly “no plan”.
No plan really turned out to be the best plan.
We landed in Budapest one late summer evening (adding a poetic touch!) and decided to just chill and treat ourselves with some good old Italian food. Pasta is soul food isn’t it?