Back when we were about to get married, I had shared with my now husband how I was scared and nervous of leaving my childhood home. I had never lived far away from them for too long, not even stayed at a hostel. How was I going to leave home? I had wondered.
“Why don’t you look at it from a different perspective?”, he had said. “Instead of thinking how you are leaving one home, think of how you are gaining a new one, now you will have two homes.”
That always stayed with me, somehow.
And that is exactly what I remembered as I held his hand and boarded the plane to Bangalore. I was nervous, I was excited, I was scared; this was the first time I would be leaving my country for long term; I had only gone for short holidays but never to settle down. What would leaving our home country and settling in a new country and new city be like? Why not think of it as gaining a new home again? Why not think of it as getting the best of both worlds? Now, I get to experience life in a different, vibrant, thriving city in a different country, with delicious food, amazing people, greenery, trains and tall buildings. But I also get to come back every now and then and spend time with family, with friends, enjoy the same food I longed for and embrace the same people I miss, albeit not as long as I want to, but I get to. This is truly the best of both worlds.
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