Tafih

Alrighty then. Giving this blogging thing another go!

I have tried it before but I usually get bored after a couple of weeks, buuut... This time I do reckon my next adventure would be worth documenting. Not that my other adventures havnt been, they have all been amazing, full of experience that made me what I am today and memories that I will always carry with me. All the things I experienced, all the people I have meet, all the places I been to - I do not regret a single thing, for I value it, I keep it with me and I am so grateful for everything that has been, that is and what will become. 

 

Enough rambling and lets get to the point.

Well the point this time is.. Mumbai.

Yes, im going Mumbai!

When I found out I cried, and I mean ugly-cried, wierd noises coming out and snot running down my nose while shaking like a addict on withdrawal.

 

Background check.

2011. That was the year I moved back to Sweden after several years living abroad. Reason was that I missed my family an awful lot. What I didnt expect was that it would be so hard to move back to ones own country. The first year I could think of nothing else than leaving again. Living abroad for so long made it really hard to adjust to living in Sweden again. I figured I needed an education so applied to several courses at university and got accepted (I cried when I found that out too, although not as bad). Moved to Halmstad. Figured that I was stuck in Sweden for three years so buried myself in uni-work, my part-time job and charitywork to make the time pass faster. Also during the 3 years since I got back to Sweden I managed to fit in some trips abroad to Norway, Cap Verde, India, Cayman Island, Istanbul, Miami, Dubai, England, Riga and soon Amsterdam. 

Anyhow this summer I got a brillant idea. "I am going to apply to a scholarship for Minor Field Studies (MFS)". I spent the whole summer working on my application and projectplan. Decided that I liked India and also would like to visit Mumbai. Apparently they have what they call "Asia´s largest slum" - Dharavi. Wouldnt it be awesome to study the social work there? (Btw, I am taking a bachelordegree in Social Work.)

Apperently there where quite a lot of applications and not many scholarships so as the time went by I lost hope regarding getting the scholarship. The day that I where going to find out, I forgot about it. It wasnt until I checked my email and found a mail from the international department at the university that I remembered. When I opened it and read the first line "I am pleased to announce that we have decided...", I didnt really belive it and when I did I started shaking and crying (seriously need to stop this cryingthing!).

So thats it. In the end (or middle  - havnt decided yet) of march 2014 I am going to India to do my final thesis towards my bachelor and hopefully also lay the ground for my future!

Bring on 2014!