Shivya Nath
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“How could I explain in words my craving for freedom, that longing for anonymity, the need to distance myself from everything I knew in my universe?”
― The Shooting Star
― The Shooting Star
“The world is full of books, movies and stories about how the loss of a loved one, or a change in fortune, or a severe illness or another tragedy of such magnitude catapulted someone to reset their lives and chase long-forgotten dreams. I’m thinking of Cheryl Strayed, who hiked the Pacific Crest Trail solo after the unexpected and heartbreaking death of her mother, and Elizabeth Gilbert, who embarked on a year-long journey around the world after a painful divorce and depression. I admire their grit to pick themselves up and do something extraordinary in the face of tragedy. But what about the tragedy of a mundane, average, unfulfilling life?”
― The Shooting Star: A Girl, Her Backpack and the World
― The Shooting Star: A Girl, Her Backpack and the World
“I remember the years I had been too afraid to dream of sitting on the ledge of a humble yellow house, chatting with a family that wasn’t my own, chatting in a language that wasn’t my own, in a part of the world so far away from the one I grew up in and yet not that different.”
― The Shooting Star
― The Shooting Star
“How could I explain in words my craving for freedom, that longing for anonymity, the need to distance myself from everything I knew in my universe?”
― The Shooting Star
― The Shooting Star
“I remember the years I had been too afraid to dream of sitting on the ledge of a humble yellow house, chatting with a family that wasn’t my own, chatting in a language that wasn’t my own, in a part of the world so far away from the one I grew up in and yet not that different.”
― The Shooting Star
― The Shooting Star
“I wanted so much to find the words to explain to her the strange longing that had washed over me, to share with her the quiet rebellion that had brewed within me all these years. But no words poured out of me.”
― The Shooting Star
― The Shooting Star
“The world is full of books, movies and stories about how the loss of a loved one, or a change in fortune, or a severe illness or another tragedy of such magnitude catapulted someone to reset their lives and chase long-forgotten dreams. I’m thinking of Cheryl Strayed, who hiked the Pacific Crest Trail solo after the unexpected and heartbreaking death of her mother, and Elizabeth Gilbert, who embarked on a year-long journey around the world after a painful divorce and depression. I admire their grit to pick themselves up and do something extraordinary in the face of tragedy. But what about the tragedy of a mundane, average, unfulfilling life?”
― The Shooting Star: A Girl, Her Backpack and the World
― The Shooting Star: A Girl, Her Backpack and the World
“Unbeknownst to me, it had become my mission to prove that the world isn't the horrible place we often make it out to be. That just because there are some dirty fish, it doesn't mean the entire ocean is dirty and we need to confine ourselves to the shores we know. The fear bred by the news compels people to stay at home - trapped in a shrinking comfort zone - like it had once compelled me. I had much to unlearn for the sake of the freedom I chased, the victimhood I despised and my mission to build unlikely friendships.”
― The Shooting Star
― The Shooting Star









































