Finding the lost girl

by Dolienn Diaz (India)

A leap into the unknown India

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A spontaneous first solo trip to the Upper part of North India- With No expectations, no Worries, no knowledge of solo travel. Although, carried on with little bit of fear deep down inside my heart and a sack full of self confidence and trust in one self that “Girl, just do it”. Before embarking this journey , I was in a Bad state of depression and anxiety which took a huge toll on me. All I wanted to do was run away somewhere unknown just to find the “Lost Girl”. And so, I decided to Travel away, where I knew nobody and nobody knew me and all I had to do was rely on myself and trust myself that “you can do it”. Carrying my huge trolley bag around the small city of RISHIKESH with people starring at me and I actually , not bothering on what people are thinking that very moment (which I usually do) made me so happy and confident from within that once you stop thinking on what people think about you, you know you have conquered half the world. Next was staying in a hostel for the very first time, in a mixed dorm (male/female) was another milestone for me that you can also trust people once you stop overthinking. Meeting new people from around the world taught me a lot and also made me realise that , there is so much that I didn’t know all this while, at certain point I felt really silly about myself that how could I not be aware, but again, I told to myself , this is why You have embarked this journey to find the “lost girl”. I spent my beginning of 2020 with groups of unknown people with no fear and just happiness around me, I actually never felt like the way I was feeling that moment in so many years now. Random walks around the city , by the Ganges , walking into any random cafes, chilling there all alone by myself , meeting new people in every hook and corner of the city just melted my heart on how fortunate I was that very moment, so much love, so much positivity all around me, made me all the way more relaxed from within. My stay in the second hostel was an absolute new discovery of myself, I actually found the lost me. Over the period of time I’ve started realising “Girl this is you, where we’re you all this while?” Kept questioning to myself everyday. I’m someone who’s really less expressive with any kind of emotions. But in here, I met a girl name Emily, who would express every kind of emotions, happy, sad, anger, getting anxious , all. She tried her best that I express myself out the deepest anguish that’s inside me, it took me a lot of courage to open up to her, but I did. She cried like a baby listening to all my back stories, I was so overwhelmed. She taught me that “crying is beautiful”, crying doesn’t make you weak, it makes you even stronger and more than that , you are much more happier when you express your feelings. Isn’t she just so magical? I kept on observing more people around me, I met such great souls , such wonderful talents and all that they had was so much love and gratitude to share, which made me so overwhelmed. Back in the city life, my way of living life turned out to be really fake and materialistic showing off of things which actually does not make any sense, living with stress and anxiety and still trying to be cool, was not the real me. Just a simple way of living life, be true to yourself . I’ve learned to be true to myself, identifying myself as a much more strong woman. I’ve learned to be much more thankful and full of gratitude for all that this wonderful journey made me experience. Travel found the real Me.