This is my first time out of Nepal, and obviously, the first time in the United States. It was thrilling, but a long and hectic journey. I actually met some wonderful people on the way, which gave me a good impression about the people here. (I met two American couples and a retired Marine officer.) I flew for about 21 hours to reach the States. I couldn’t sleep the whole time, so I watched outside the window the whole time. It was a wonderful sight, but there was a question in my mind: How big is this earth?

I could see huge stretches of land where huge buildings seemed like dots on a blank sheet and I could see the huge liners disappearing in the vastness of the ocean. This scenery actually baffled me. I realized I was a tiny part of this huge system. I was actually a meaningless grain of sand in a desert. Somehow I found myself lost in these thoughts. I was more or less transitioning into my lower mood. But then my positive side sparked into light. I thought, "If this world is this big, I will make it my responsibility to travel to as many of these places as possible." And now, I have a future plan to tour the world, learn about it and experience different cultures.

So, I am not worried that the world is too big to be explored in a lifetime. Rather, I will never run out of new places to travel.