Now I am in Europe and traveling here and there. For me this is a new world apart from the Indian continent, and a land entirely different from my homeland.
Why would one want to leave one’s homeland, family and friends, all that is familiar and dear, to venture forth to a strange land- a land of different language, different traditions, different customs? It may be possible for economic, social and political reasons. When a hope leads a person, he will give up all his ties and follow that hope. It has happened in my case too.
I am living here, by carrying all my memories and dreams along with me. Some times it is very painful to balance a heart in two places. Whatever happens there in my land, that reflect here in my heartbeat. Some times force to laugh while crying inside. I am realizing, that is what is life and I am not an exemption.
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you should read jumpa lahiri,her interpreter of maladies.then life is like that yaar.we dont get wht we aspire and we get wht we hate the most.still we cry, still we pary, still we hope and still we live..thts life..take it as it comes.
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