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Ab dilli door hai…

Yes there are instincts…strong and certain. The ones that need no after thought, or convincing. They pop up in mind and take a domain that is reserved for ‘things beyond doubt.’
I had one such instinct last June that this is it for me in Delhi. And this is despite me being a hard core Delhiite. I always maintain that if I want to live in India, it has to be in Delhi else let it be abroad.
And now, after 10 months, the status is this:
I am leaving for my internship with the Royal bank of Scotland in Singapore in tomorrow. And I am going for a student exchange program in 4th term to Norway. I have never been abroad and this is way too exciting :)
I am keen to see where life takes me next…but u know what? I’m all up for it :)

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