In The Middle Of My Own Journey

In the middle if my own Journey

In The Middle Of My Own Journey

Where I Came from,
What Shaped Me, &
Who I am Becoming
I have realised something lately, life is not a straight line. It’s not a perfect plan, not a clean beginning or a dramatic ending. Life is a series of small moments, quiet shifts, unexpected lessons, and slow growth. And right now, I am standing somewhere in the middle of my own journey. Not the start, not the finish but just a young fellow learning, changing, questioning and becoming.
I come from Ravangla?, a place that feels less like a town and more like a heartbeat. Cold mornings, prayer flags fluttering in the wind, the view of White Mountains surrounding the whole town, the kind of silence that makes you feel something without saying anything. Growing up there is like growing inside a slow, peaceful rhythm. The mountains didn’t just surrounded me, they raised me. They taught me to pause, breathe, observe and feel.
Whenever I think of 𝙃𝙊𝙈𝙀 I don’t imagine walls, doors, windows, or the cozy room but I imagine the wind brushing my face, the scent of incense, the calm surrounding, the white Mountains and the feeling that life doesn’t always need to rush. Ravangla shaped my sense of peace before I even understood what peace meant.

And somewhere along the way, 𝘼𝙍𝙏/𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 entered my life. The part of my journey that feels the most personal.

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Though painting was something that I just started but it was something that saved me in a way. Colours made sense when my emotions didn’t. I began to see world in colours, hues, shadows, tones, saturation and all. A new perception of seeing things of the world hit me like wearing a sunglass in a harsh sun. Art became my language, the quiet one and the honest one.

Each painting is like a timestamp of who I was in that moment, confused, growing, exploring, dreaming. Art didn’t just teach me to create, it taught me to feel deeply and express freely.

Then there is Vipassanā? entered my life or may be I entered that silence.

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Sitting with myself for days wasn’t easy, My mind wondered, raced, argued, replayed memories and hummed music &songs when I was in the room alone. But slowly, the silence stopped feeling empty. It began to feel honest. Vipassanā didn’t fix me or turn me into some perfectly calm human, but it made me aware. Aware of my thoughts, my emotions, my patterns. It taught me that clarity doesn’t arrive with fireworks, sometimes it’s just a small shift of awareness inside you.
I am still learning, still practicing, still messing up but at least now I know that growth is not loud. It is gentle, it is patient and it is within.
And now, somehow, 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 brand new chapter that I am still learning to navigate. New people, new expectations, new responsibilities. Somedays I feel ready. Somedays I feel overwhelmed, and somedays I still feel like that little boy standing in the middle of Ravangla’s cold morning air wondering where life takes him.
But that’s the beauty of the journey, it keeps moving and so do I. When I look at my life right now, it feels like everything is connected:

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦,
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦,
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦,
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 &
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦.
𝘚𝘰 𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯

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Rachit Gurung
Rachit Gurung

Rachit is pursuing Bachelors in history at Tadong Government College, Gangtok. Born under the shadow of Kanchenjunga, his roots are deep in the mountains he calls home. He speaks fluent English, Nepali, and Hindi, and laying foundations of starting his own platform to share his voice with the world. He writes about his life experiences, the Sikkim Himalayas, life in the highlands, and the beauty and hardships of mountain living. Wish him well and follow his journey

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  4. So proud you frnd keep going 🙌
    The way you expressed your inner feelings towards your hometown, your journey, and your art work it is such a wonderful things that you are doing.
    Best of luck for your upcoming journey 🙌

  5. Very beautifully written, I couldn’t stop reading till I finished the whole text. Yes, you are truly blessed to be in the shadows of great Himavath Parvathas (the mighty Himalayas). I would sometime like to visit Ravangala. All the best for all your future endeavors.

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