- Fitness comes first: People in the UK seem to take far more care of their health and appearance. While I have been exercising on and off for years now, Oxford saw me become more regular. Over the first summer, I started going to CrossFit gym and often landed up at work unable to climb the stairs. Then there was the earlier ‘100 surya namaskars a day’ phase and an even earlier rowing phase. Most recently, there has been a gym phase. All of this is supplemented by slightly healthier eating. As my flatmates would attest, I still give in to my ice cream and chocolate craving far too often, but burn at least part of it in the gym.
- Casual racism and sexism is NOT okay: Much of what I’ve learnt in the UK is sensitivity. For long, I would argue that making racist jokes is fine as long as no harm is meant. However, first-hand experience soon taught me that much of racism is subtle and pervasive. It doesn’t always take extreme forms. Therefore, racist jokes – even with the ‘best’ intentions (if there are any) – tend to reinforce those stereotypes and preserve a status quo of racial superiority for a select few. On the flight to India, I was watching Sultan and the movie made me cringe. Having been brought up in an environment where Bollywood seemed to reinforce every kind of racist, sexist and homophobic thinking, I am not anxious about re-engaging with where I left off two years back.
- Travel is fun and expensive: Before coming to the UK, I had only been on an office retreat to Phuket and to a few places in Europe. After coming to the UK, I have travelled to many new and exciting countries, including Israel, Turkey and Iceland. More importantly, as I plan trips for the next year, I keep that spirit of travelling alive. I have funded all my travels from my UK earnings and that has caused me to save up before a trip. There have also been numerous trips to London to get the Schengen visa. All said, I realised that I do enjoy travelling a fair bit. I remember my trepidation the first time I travelled in Europe; now I approach these situations with a sense of adventure and discovery.
- I can be SubhaChef: I have had a love-hate relationship with cooking these two years. At times, the rigmarole of chopping onions and tomatoes has driven me crazy. But at other times, I summoned the iron chef within me and cooked a meal for 25-30 people in a few hours. A rather conservative cook, I recently also starting branching off into other states’ cuisines, culminating with an army’s worth of tomato pappu. A cousin recently told me that a person who can cook is a truly liberated person. Well, by that metric, I now consider myself liberated.
- Just keep swimming: I had enjoyed thinking of myself as a melancholic and dark individual. At Oxford, I learnt how to set myself free. Free from my past and free from the expectations that society has of me. I learnt that to pause is to give yourself an opportunity to miss a past that you will inevitably glorify. I learnt to keep moving ahead in life and look back only briefly, perhaps to re-learn forgotten lessons. I learnt that even in the face of the toughest adversity, you don’t give up. You keep moving and one day, the challenges will all seem rather trivial.
- Embrace the privilege: At Oxford, I was part of a community where someone’s privilege was often used as a means of cutting the person out of a discussion. Without going into the argument of how privileged I am, I believe privilege is something to be celebrated. It needs to be celebrated in two ways. Firstly, gratitude and happiness that you were born in a setting where you bypass certain problems. More importantly, it should be used to create a better society. Many of our independence stalwarts came from privileged backgrounds, including Gandhi. This did not prevent them from having sympathy for those who weren’t. Privilege, therefore, can be a means to serve society and don’t let anyone tell you that your views aren’t appreciated because you’re privileged.
Saturday, October 8, 2016
What I learnt at Oxford
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