I have always had this thing for social activists and women who change lives (wemakeadifference!). So when I sat through the Her World gala dinner (for Womenoftheyear) last night, I was completely in awe. Talk about love. Sacrifice. Bangalore. Embracing the unlovable. Being the voice to the underprivileged.

I have always been enthralled with the idea of Nepal and of travel. Once, when I was younger, I wanted to backpack the world and write stories.

(Of trains. And saris. Of devastation.)

Somedays, like today, I forget. It slips aways as I sleep and the moment I wake up, it is gone.

So I must admit that yesterday’s affair was timely and humbling. The winners were wonderful to listen to and they spoke of life and god’s goodness. They reminded me of grace. And dignity. And god’s sovereignty above all else.

Now, if only I can have the courage to change my world.

I have also been learning to love. I wonder if it came like a rushroar of sudden epiphany. But I have come to this place where I can only surrender daily and admit that it is not by my works. I can do nothing – and the world will continue to turn and exist. And god will remain god.

Congrats also to Dylan! Mr. Editor, we enjoyed the Playeur Party. : ) I clapped really loudly for you btw. Grin.