My Personal Journey

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At three years, I travelled to Accra, Ghana with my parents who relocated there for better prospects. Today, I have spent seventeen summers there. My earliest memory of New Delhi, my ‘hometown’ dates back to when I visited my grandparents, a year later. Fast-forward my life to age eight: I attended school in Accra; Gyasi, my Akan friend, spoke Twi, Mawuli, an Ewe, spoke in his dialect – and we were the best of friends; a Soccer team. Some other teammates were Bao, a Chinese, Sulaiman from Lebanan, Akkani my Yoruba friend, besides Aseem and Saurav, from India’s Mumbai and Kolkata, respectively. We were a motley crowd; thrived in one another’s company. Unbeknown to me, my horizons were already expanding, for my cosmos was a miniature macrocosm.…show more content…
Building a Lego car, had been my favorite game, however I burgeoned as I successfully overcame challenges; made most of the opportunity of making a robotic car follow a curved black line, sense any obstacle in its path and a ‘pathway clearer’ which would move the obstacle aside. That was also when I realized that I wanted to learn more of engineering design, understand technology; use my math skills to solve problems. Today, I have the distinction of having secured distinctions in various math and robotics competitions, under my belt. (479…show more content…
What about this quality or accomplishment makes you proud and how does it relate to the person you are? This July, I attended the Global Young Leaders Conference in New York, USA. It began with the orientation for the three hundred participants from all over the globe, became the gateway to leadership; laid the foundation for one of the most important two weeks of my life. Day two saw us in twelve batches of twenty-five persons with each batch representing a particular country. I was a part of the Republic of People’s China group. Perebo Altraide, from Nigeria, Kyl Nero and Jenee from Barbados, Catherine from Indonesia, Christopher and Hayley from the UK and Reena and Omar from Jordan were in China too. After the introduction, we, the people of China, congregated in the eastern corner of the Ballroom to get to know one another. However, an uncomfortable silence ensued, which was not broken all day. Little did I know how quickly things would turn around. In my room, at the end of the first day, Timmy Chang, an Indonesian and I connected with each other. He was comfortable with my ethnicity, as he had many friends of Indian origin back home in Jakarta. A stranger became my friend for life that
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