Decisions that changed my life - Part 1
Hello beautiful souls,
For today's blog post I decided to write about something that really changed my life. Yes, I am talking about moving to the United States in 2008. This blog post is going to be in parts because I get too emotional when I write this and also there is so much to say.
I exactly remember the time when I left India. It was nine years ago and I was just twenty. I never left home and stayed anywhere before that. Although I was an independent girl growing up, I never imagined I would stay away from home. I took a lot of things for granted because I always had them close to me. I always felt special because I was treated that way. I had best friends from college who I would even die for. I didn't know what family meant to me at that time. I always fought with my sister. I am ashamed to say I don't remember having any great times with her. Things were different. I am hoping a few of my desis will know what I am talking about.
So, there is that. The day came when I was going to leave to the United States. I was leaving with my best friend and her family. It didn't hit me at that time that I would not be seeing my parents whenever I want to. I was moving to the US to pursue my Masters degree in Petroleum and Natural Gas Engineering at West Virginia University. All my favorite people came to see me off at the airport. My mom gave me extra 3000 Rupees just in case my baggage was over weight. And yes, my bag was overweight-pre-panic stage 1. I remember saying good bye and I felt this strange yet happy feeling that finally I am setting off on my new adventure. I am independent and I am free to do whatever I want to do with my life. I don't remember shedding tears. I don't remember my parents crying either. It was almost as though they knew I would do this sort of a thing at some point- leaving home. I am sure my mother cried after going home. I really hoped so.
Once I crossed the point at the airport where I couldn't see them anymore I started panicking. I felt as though I am not me from the previous twenty years of my existence. I was going with my best friend but I was still vacant. I still managed not staying upset because I knew I was going to be alright. I knew I was strong. I knew everything was possible and that I was unique. None of my family or close relatives were in the US. So, I felt like a Goddess with a hallow, an angel descending from heaven and a unicorn.
And then I got into the plane and the plane took off. I remember the exact feeling when my feet lifted off from my motherland and that familiar soil which I was so used to. That moment which I could never ever reverse. I felt sad immediately. I knew life was going to be very different from that point on. I went to the bathroom and cried. I cried because for the first time I wont have any family around.
Part 2 will be on my blog on Sep 4th, 2017.