A Source Of Inspiration

I come from a country that shelters a larger part of its population in lower standards of living amidst startling economic hardship. Brought up in the light of such surrounding lives, I am well aware about this dire situation and I reluctantly have to accept what I've experienced throughout the years when I learned about those dreary conditions people closer to me must face. On the contrary, with all these opportunities that I have access to, I am living a life that everyone wishes to have, at least for the better.  However, this has not filled me with pride and a sense of achievement that everybody thinks one gets when raised above others with regards to living standard. There had been a sense of guilt that was killing me, slowly, and asking me to bring a change to my place and make a difference in my country.

Last summer in May 2013, I bought a ticket to fly back home. I was set to go home after three and a half years, and then, as exciting as it sounded, I was thrilled with the feeling of seeing my family, friends and the community where I was raised. This did not relieve me from the concerns and worries I had for the semester that would not end until four months. I just could not keep myself from being excited about my impending visit. One Monday morning, while I was working on my assignments in the Caldwell College library, a thought passed my mind. It erupted out of my desire to serve other people and get a real-hand experience to develop a healthier perspective. It has to be said that it was the space and learning environment the Jennings Library boasts of that nurtured the passion of a daydreamer like me. This particular morning, the dream to make a considerable difference to a struggling community in Nepal spread all inside me like a wildfire.  I wanted to do something- I wanted to bring a change.