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In June 2024, I applied for a job as an analyst at the Tony Blair Institute for Global Change in Kiev. In a large 4 firm where I was working, I found a comparative deficiency of Adrenaline in my role. What I wanted was to work on issues with direct and immediate effect.
Following a series of assessment, the institute sent me a job proposal in September 2024. I had three months to prepare what I have next.
My family, anytime a supporter is still quite concerned, struggled to cover my decision with the war -torn reality of Ukraine.
Ukraine, suddenly, became the center of family discussion in our house in Kolkata. For a family unrelated to diplomatic circles, words like “Kelog,” “NATO,” and “Kharkiv” felt foreigners on our tongue.
Each step was reminiscent of how unusual my decision was, and yet, with every form that I signed and every barrier I had crossed, my resolve only deepened.
