28/08/2026
There was one word in my head every single day, for years. NEET.
I wanted to be a doctor, and I don't mean casually. I gave that dream everything. Five years of sleepless nights. Endless tuitions. Exam after exam after exam. One goal, one word.
I didn't crack it.
And just like that, I became another number in a list of people who didn't make it. Another failure. I had to go to Plan B, except there was no Plan B. I hadn't made one. Why would I? I was going to be a doctor.
If I fell apart a little, it was because I had never once needed a backup. But if there was one thing my life had quietly trained me for, it was starting over.
Settling down was never really a concept I grew up with. My father served in the Indian Navy, and because of that, every year or two we'd get transferred. A new city, a new house, a new set of faces to learn. I loved the adventure of it, but there was a real cost too, one that's hard to explain unless you've lived it. I'd finally make close friends, and then it was time to pack up and start over again. I never really formed deep attachments to anyone outside my own family, simply because I never had the time to.
But that constant movement gave me something in return. It made me me. Looking back, I think this is really where my love for travel began, except I didn't know it as travel back then. Staying anywhere for a year or two, fully living in a place rather than just passing through, was slow travel before I even knew the term existed. And that shaped me more than any single trip ever could. The more we moved, the more adaptable I became. My mind stayed open because I was always meeting new people, always having to unlearn old assumptions and pick up new ones, and that restlessness quietly became one of my core values. It's also how I ended up seeing so much of the country so early in life, and how I learned to genuinely respect India's diversity, not just as an idea, but as something I'd actually lived.
I've always been ambitious. Even as a kid, I wanted to build my life on my own terms, without needing anyone's permission to chase what I dreamed of. I listen to everyone around me, but in the end I follow what my heart tells me. Growing is non-negotiable for me. I believe learning never really stops, and I'm someone who is genuinely willing to take risks, because I think that's where real growth lives.
I grew up seeing a patriarchal world up close, but I count myself lucky. My family never underestimated me and always backed me, even when the world around us didn't always make that easy. That's how I've grown into the adult I am today: strong, confident, opinionated, with a voice of my own, someone who can hold her ground against anyone who tries to pull her down. And when I set my mind to something, I work for it relentlessly until it happens.
At my core, I'm a nature girl, and that's really where my love for travel comes from. For me, travel was never about the number of countries I've stamped my passport with. It's about the culture, the roots, the people, the food, the stories that don't make it into the guidebooks. I take those things back with me and let them shape who I am. The more I travel, the less judgmental I become, and the more open I am to the world in all its differences. That's a belief I hold onto tightly. I want to keep growing as a human being, from the inside out. I don't want to live an ordinary life, the kind that feels meaningless, mundane, on autopilot. It's not about wanting to be famous. It's about building a life I'm genuinely proud of, on my own terms, one that gives me a real sense of fulfilment. I want to chase my goals, live the life I've dreamed of, and collect experiences that shape me, that transform me into who I'm meant to become.
Odisha, though, was different. Growing up, it was just where we went for summer vacations. Meeting cousins, wandering the village, piling around the TV together, which honestly was one of the best times of my childhood. But it wasn't home in any deep sense. So when my father retired and we decided to settle here for good, I remember thinking it was a mistake. I didn't know Odisha beyond my village, and it felt small compared to everywhere else I'd lived.
I was wrong.
The longer I stayed, the more Odisha revealed itself to me. After having lived across so many states, I can say this with confidence: this is a state that holds onto its culture and traditions with a kind of quiet pride you don't see everywhere. People here still value the old ways, and there's a rootedness to life that I hadn't fully appreciated until I'd seen its absence elsewhere. The sense of community is tight-knit, the values genuinely warm, and the food, honestly, some of the best in the country, hands down. Odisha feels like a blanket to me now. Warm, familiar, something I wrap myself in. I did my graduation here, and somewhere along the way, it stopped being my father's retirement plan and became my homeland. I do think we, as a state, could stand to be a little more open to change, but I'm genuinely glad to be watching that shift happen, slowly, in real time.
Ask me for my favourite destination and I won't have one. What I have are moments, the kind that still make my heart skip a beat every time I think about them.
The first time I saw a shooting star, I was in Hanle, Ladakh. Until that night, I genuinely believed shooting stars only existed in movies. It was 2 AM, around minus fifteen degrees, freezing cold, and my boyfriend, now my husband, woke me from deep sleep and dragged me outside. I stepped out and the entire galaxy was just there. The Milky Way, shooting stars one after another. I felt like a kid again, standing in my own version of Disney World. I had tears in my eyes. I remember just thanking whatever's out there for showing me how beautiful the universe actually is.
Then there was South Korea. As a 90s kid, it was one of those places I'd only ever seen on TV, a place that felt impossibly far away. So when I finally got there, on my own terms, with my own adult money, it hit differently. That's what success actually feels like, maybe. Not a trophy, just a quiet "I made it." I still remember dragging my suitcase off the subway from Incheon Airport, riding the escalator up toward Myeongdong, and watching the city slowly reveal itself as I rose, my eyes wide open the entire time. This was the place I'd always dreamed of being, and somehow, dreams really do come true if you hold onto them. Those few days in Korea felt like the little girl in me finally getting to live out her fantasy, and thanking her adult self for never giving up on her.
Mongolia was, without question, the most challenging and life-altering trip I've ever taken. Some journeys don't just take you somewhere, they push you to your edge and introduce you to a version of yourself you never knew existed. I'm someone who showers daily, eats three proper meals, has proper accommodation, and suddenly all of that was gone. I spent four or five days without a shower, living deep in the Siberian wilderness surrounded by wolves and horses, in a super basic tent almost sleeping over grass, eating what the nomads ate, reindeer milk and dried pork, drinking straight from the river, relieving myself in the open forest, riding horseback for hundreds of kilometres without seeing another human being. I lived alongside nomadic families and their reindeer and yaks, and somewhere in all of that, I met a side of myself I never knew was there. That's exactly why I believe travel changes you in ways you simply can't predict. I shared local alcohol with a nomadic family under a sky absolutely full of stars, in the middle of nowhere, and I don't have the right words for that feeling. It was that real, that pure. Meeting people like that, having experiences like that, I think it's essential to becoming who you're meant to be. I'm still in touch with some of the people I met there, and I don't think many people are as lucky as I am to have such friends in their lives.
And then there was the Manaslu Circuit in Nepal, where I learnt to trust myself. Before this trek, I hadn't done more than a single day-hike in my life. The Manaslu Circuit is a 12-day, moderate-to-difficult, high-altitude trek around an 8,000-meter peak, not exactly beginner territory. I was terrified, but like I said, I love to take risks. That is what Pratibha is all about. I'd always been a gym girl, but five to six months out, I started training seriously, legs, endurance, running, building up to D-day.
Manaslu taught me that if you truly believe in yourself, not even an 8,000-meter mountain can stop you. Sixteen to twenty kilometres a day, uphill and downhill, my legs raw with rashes, and on day three, of all days, I got my period, right before the toughest elevation gain was about to begin. Everything was stripped down to basics, the food, the stay, everything. But that's exactly when I understood how much happiness lives in the basics. A warm meal after a brutal day. Water to drink in the middle of the trek. A proper sleep after a long day. A shower after days without one. Things we take completely for granted until we don't have them. When I finally reached the highest point, I broke down in tears. I never truly believed I could do it, and there I was, standing in front of an 8,000-meter giant, having done exactly that. What I took from it: when you believe in yourself, nothing can really stop you. In fact, I think the universe conspires to help you get there.
Here's to many more moments like these, and everything they still have to teach me.
That belief, that the universe conspires for you, I didn't always have it. It was built somewhere far less beautiful than a mountain in Nepal, in the years I spent finding my way back from the word I couldn't crack.
Four years of college, back here in Odisha. Four years of ups and downs, and what I now know was God's plan, the kind you don't recognise while you're inside it. You look at it in that moment and think, why is this happening to me. You look at it years later and think, thank God it happened exactly like that.
This is that story.
So I picked a course I had zero interest in. Zero. I wish I had sat with that decision a little longer, taken it a little more seriously. But honestly, for all four years, I had only one thought running in my head: how do I get out of this. I cried through a lot of those nights. The gap between who I wanted to be and what I was actually doing felt enormous and unfixable.
Then in my third year, I started preparing for CAT. Nobody around me was making a big deal of it. It was just me, quietly deciding I wasn't going to let a wrong turn become the whole road. I got into one of the best colleges in my field. And from there, I got placed.
The job terrified me.
I had to travel to rural Odisha. Understand agriculture on the ground, how it actually works, not how a textbook says it works. Study the business model of a farm. And then sell loans to farmers, based on their crop output and their input requirements. Sell loans. To people who were already low on funds. As a complete newbie.
I was 23. I stayed in villages that weren't always safe. I travelled by trains, buses, rickshaws, whatever got me there. And then I would wait. For hours. Just for someone to take me seriously enough to sit down and talk. There were days I travelled hundreds of kilometres to be completely ignored. I cried on those journeys back. It chipped away at me. I started doubting whether I was capable of anything at all.
And then something shifted. The third time it happened, it stung less. The fourth time, less than that. By the fifth and sixth, I felt almost nothing. I had stopped taking it personally, and somewhere in that indifference, confidence quietly grew. The faces became familiar. I started recognizing people, and they started recognizing me. And slowly, without any single dramatic moment, trust was built.
That job shaped me in ways no classroom ever could. I spent days in villages understanding what a farmer's problem actually looks like at the grassroots. I learnt how agriculture moves from a field to our homes, and met every single intermediary in that chain. I saw where the gaps were, and I learnt how to offer financial support in a form people were actually willing to accept. I understood more about finance in those months than any analyst sitting in an office ever could.
Eventually I started looking for a switch. It was a startup, and I was badly underpaid. I genuinely didn't know how much my knowledge was worth. I thought I was just a girl who had spent too much time on dusty roads.
Then the interviews started. One after another, people were floored by what I knew. Not theory, the real thing. The grassroots detail. The volume of work I had actually done with my own hands and feet. I watched the table turn overnight. At one point I had three offer letters in my hand, all from the best companies in the space. And I walked into one of my dream companies.
It has been uphill ever since.
Everything I have today, I owe to those hard days. The waiting. The ignoring. The crying on trains. If I had gotten what I wanted at 18, I would not be here.
Here's what I've learnt: life will not hand you anything on a platter. You keep showing up. You keep learning. You keep making yourself valuable. And you never, ever get comfortable, because staying stuck in your comfort zone is the fastest way to destroy everything you could have been.
So now, after five years in corporate, I've started creating content alongside my job. Starting from scratch. Again.
People ask if it's because I hate my 9-to-5, or if I've quit. Neither. I'm doing it because I have always wanted to. Yes, I procrastinated. For years. But that's okay. I'm doing it now, and I truly believe it's never too late to begin. The opportunities it has opened up in just these early days are more than I imagined.
Because here's the secret nobody tells you. You look around and think the space is crowded, that everyone is doing this. But out of everyone who wants to, only about 40% actually start. Only 10% stay consistent. And maybe 5% figure out how it works. So if you just keep going, you're already ahead. And somewhere in that consistency, you'll figure out the rest.
You were never competing with them anyway. You just have to be better than you were yesterday.
— People of Odisha
This feature is in the voice of Pratibha Sahoo, risk associate in asset management and travel & lifestyle creator. All photographs were provided by the subject and are not for reproduction elsewhere.