Farewell Manjukkudi, Farewell India

I met my grandparents just two days ago. They traveled all the way from Chennai, a journey of about 6-7 hours, just to see me here in Manjakkudi. It was amazing to have them here because they're like the cutest couple ever. Plus, they showered me with so much love that I felt like I was their favorite grandchild!

The best part was introducing them to some of my students. It was hilarious seeing my grandpa trying to keep up with all the energetic kids. I think he was secretly proud of me for being here and doing something meaningful. We had lunch together in the school premises, and they left with big smiles on their faces. We even did that DNA extraction experiment I had planned, taught some English tenses, and tackled a few tricky math problems.

Today marks our last day here in Manjakkudi, and I never thought I'd say this, but I wish I could stay a few more years. This place has become so special to me; it feels like each day has unearthed new memories and experiences that I'll treasure forever. I can't stop writing about Manjakkudi!

During my time here, I've met so many incredible people from diverse backgrounds. Everyone here seems to have a fascinating story about their ancestors and their journey to Manjakkudi. It's like the whole community has come together to support the Manjakkudi School and make it thrive.

Speaking of the school, it's more than just a place of learning; it's like a window to the world for these kids. It brings in influences from across the globe, showing the students that their dreams and aspirations can reach beyond the boundaries of this village. It's a real-life example of how globalization can positively impact a community.

Reflecting on globalization and the role we play as young people, I've realized how important it is to be a role model for these kids. It's kind of surreal to think of myself as someone they look up to. Like Spider-Man said, "With great power comes great responsibility." It's true because now I understand the pressure our teachers face. They have to be careful with everything they say and do because it can have a lasting impact on their students' lives.

Varun and I had a deep discussion about this responsibility. He made some really good points about politicians, media personalities, and even presidents—how they can't afford to make mistakes when they speak. It reminded me of a big argument I once had with my dad about promises. He had promised to take me to NASA in Texas, but it never happened because of our busy schedules. I cried for hours because I felt let down, but now I see that life isn't always that straightforward.

All this makes me think maybe I'm not cut out to be a dad, a politician, or anyone who lives under that kind of scrutiny. Sid, on the other hand, could probably be president someday. He's so calm and collected, like he was born to lead. If he ever becomes president, I swear I'll disappear to a deserted island until his term is over. I couldn't handle the media and all those questions about his policies!

In conclusion, my time in Manjakkudi has been incredible. I owe a thousand "Namaste"s to India and the people of Manjakkudi. This trip has been a life-changing experience, and I know I'll come back here someday—not just to volunteer but to be a part of this amazing community.