It's 3pm, on a lazy Saturday afternoon and the Sun's about to set and the only thing I can think of is this change- the change I've been through the past few months. The Sun goes back and emerges the same way every day. It goes home, unlike me.
Setting foot in this new, cold country was challenging, obviously. Leaving so much behind, it was more than just starting a new phase in my life. Sleeping without Theo was tough, not seeing familiar faces in the morning was tough. Finding out that cereals are actually quite expensive was tough.
I remember the first day- I cut myself while opening a package and not having packed bandages, I cried at the thought of having to manage my life with my useless self. Not knowing how to cook and never having done laundry, I'd traveled miles away from home thinking it was all about getting a better education. It was not. It was about changing my life altogether.
At first, it was relieving to see brown faces. It gave me bursts of joy to hear people speak my own language. But as I met new people and the busy schedule of Uni encompassed me, I realized that life's not too bad, actually. But there were days when on entering my room I'd find no one to hug, no one to tell how my day was. I realized how we take simple things like the physical presence of others for granted.
It's almost 3.40pm now and the sun has almost set. I am not the same person that came here 3 months ago. I don't feel useless anymore. I've learned that life has its harsh ways to teach us things. Hadn't I burned my food on many occasions, I wouldn't have learned to cook. Hadn't I come home to find emptiness, I wouldn't have decorated my room with so much effort. Even little things such as keeping my bike parked in the basement and not outside with a tiny lock were things that I learned the harsh way.
And to be honest, it's turned out alright. I have made friends for life in such a short while and have a bag of stories to take back home. I have cried, laughed, cried and laughed, and done everything in between. That's how extreme this change has been, and I thought it'd be a waste not to write it down. Here's to the few people who have made the bad days a lot less bad and have saved me from hundreds of breakdowns.
Setting foot in this new, cold country was challenging, obviously. Leaving so much behind, it was more than just starting a new phase in my life. Sleeping without Theo was tough, not seeing familiar faces in the morning was tough. Finding out that cereals are actually quite expensive was tough.I remember the first day- I cut myself while opening a package and not having packed bandages, I cried at the thought of having to manage my life with my useless self. Not knowing how to cook and never having done laundry, I'd traveled miles away from home thinking it was all about getting a better education. It was not. It was about changing my life altogether.
At first, it was relieving to see brown faces. It gave me bursts of joy to hear people speak my own language. But as I met new people and the busy schedule of Uni encompassed me, I realized that life's not too bad, actually. But there were days when on entering my room I'd find no one to hug, no one to tell how my day was. I realized how we take simple things like the physical presence of others for granted.
It's almost 3.40pm now and the sun has almost set. I am not the same person that came here 3 months ago. I don't feel useless anymore. I've learned that life has its harsh ways to teach us things. Hadn't I burned my food on many occasions, I wouldn't have learned to cook. Hadn't I come home to find emptiness, I wouldn't have decorated my room with so much effort. Even little things such as keeping my bike parked in the basement and not outside with a tiny lock were things that I learned the harsh way.
And to be honest, it's turned out alright. I have made friends for life in such a short while and have a bag of stories to take back home. I have cried, laughed, cried and laughed, and done everything in between. That's how extreme this change has been, and I thought it'd be a waste not to write it down. Here's to the few people who have made the bad days a lot less bad and have saved me from hundreds of breakdowns.
It's really surprising to learn how lonely it is outside as a college student than in your home country. We'll written, Satyam
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