One Day Trips
Context
The advice I kept recieving when I left JPMC is — Spend time in college, spend time with your friends. Enjoy while it "lasts".
Job is for next many years. College only for few days more.
Darshan Jani, JPMC (My first manager)
Sub-consciously I often remind this to myself, in my final semester of college.
For some reason, my instinct/feeling for a potential plan, for most of the times, was — hesitation. I never questioned it. But now, I have been asking myself — What is there to lose? Money? Time?
But aren't these the things we have to give in to make an experience worth it? For life to be worth living.
Detour
As much as the "fun" part of friendships sound shiny, I want to invest in deeper relations and conversations that makes one think on an intellectual and emotional level. To discuss observations and perspectives, with whom one can delve into a soul-like dimension. Thinking and speaking passionately about ideas with logic, acknowledged flawed emotions and irrational biases.
I call these people intellectual sparring partners. (The term is borrowed from Sahil Bloom.)
I have been investing my time, my final few days in college with such people. Speaking with people. Understanding them. And potentially influencing their opinions or/and shaping my judgements.
This mutual ideology have led a bunch of us to go on these — One Day Trips. (The "one day trips" ideology comes from the fact of not going on a long, far, multiple days' trip. Instead, exploring local nearby places, food and people.)
One Day Trips
The overflow of the different kind of places, thoughts, observations, food and people have pushed me to log it. (For me to keep a track frankly.)
Here's an ongoing list from the past few weeks:
- Colaba, Churchgate, Marine Lines
- Ghatkopar
- Seawoods (Pranav)
- Kalyan, Ulhasnagar (Rishika, Chirag, Vanshika)
- Haji-ali, Sardar, Palladium
- Virar (Shruti)
- Dadar (Dheeraj Da Dhaba)
- King's Circle (Mani's Dosa)
- Dalal street, Churchgate
- Dadar (Aswaad)
- Borivali - Virar Thrill
Observations
Everytime we went to some friend's house, I felt so warm. As if I already knew them. Speaking to them felt like there is already a pre-exisiting relationship.
Made me think — Why did I feel pressured for people to come to my house or meet my parents? Turns out the pressure is just in the head.
People are kind. Kinder than I thought the world to be.