I’m
sitting on a bench outside of my lab and before I even had the thought of
writing my blog, I was just sitting here for the past 45 minutes clearing my
head. With the stress of a paper to
write, a presentation to give on Tuesday, and a whole two and a half months of experiences
and memories to pack for my flight next Thursday, I have found that my happy
place is this bench. I have a view of my
building with the golden sun that’s just now fading into the night behind me,
and an entire future in front of me. I
wonder if I will ever be back in this place.
I wonder if I will ever sit in this spot and hear nothing but the tires
of the onibus, the water from the hose of a woman tending to the flowers, and
the un-synchronized songs of the birds above me.
There’s a rare sense of beauty in the chaos of Sao Paulo. It truly gives
a transplant a sense of self- awareness.
I notice that I walk slower,
thinking less about myself and clearing my mind to let in my surroundings. I feel myself smiling more at the people who
are truly nothing but friendly. I
recognize the patches of the youth’s expression in the strange graffiti on the
back of the engineering buildings. But
mostly I have found that I understand myself more. The social dynamics, the culture, the non-judgmental
people all play a role in the beautiful chaos of Sao Paulo. In this city, sexual orientation, skin color,
ethnicity, or any other thing that people back home give such unnecessary
importance to… nothing matters.
I wonder if this unconditional
acceptance and understanding roots from more sincere problems, like the energy
and water crisis. Even the power outages
seem to bring out the love of Sao Paulo people.
They sit on the sidewalks and share not only a cup of coffee and bread
but also their lives. The politeness and
the sincerity in every Thank You, it makes me wonder why I would live anywhere
else when Sao Paulo, Brazil seems to have figured out how to be happy.
While every person struggles with
their own social and economic insecurities, they never fail to go out to just
celebrate what they do have: love, a home, friends, an education, or maybe just
a ticket for the metro they found at the bottom of their backpack.
These
past two months have definitely put my life into perspective. I worry less about what others think and
focus more about doing the things that make me happy. I've learned that at the end of the day, you
should truly feel like every smile you gave to another person came genuinely
from your heart.
I feel
more at peace. I have found that my
thoughts have shifted away from I, me, and my.
I feel like my time here has been a cleansing experience. The detachment from my friends and my family
made me learn more about myself. Maybe
because I’ve had the opportunity to find who I am and not the person who is the
product of her surroundings and her environment’s expectations…
I feel
good. About myself, about what I believe
in, about my goals, about what I look like, about my personal tastes. I know who I am. I feel perfect in my own skin. I have never been so clear about myself. Thank you Sao Paulo, for the love, for the
food, for the acceptance.
Most importantly,
thank you for the beautiful memories that will always be very close to my
heart.
I will always keeping sharing the smile and enthusiasm Sao Paulo gave to me.
Forever and Always.
Much love and a very full heart,
Sushma