Today I have completed 2 yrs in the UK. I had actually forgotten this date. However, a funny question reminded me of that.
There are some issues with my movement to another IDU and they needed some information of mine. They asked me a question “When did u first land in UK?” Funny question, as if I had landed on moon that day. And after I replied to that email, I realized it’s been two years.
Two years is a long time. I still can’t believe I have stayed here for such a long time. And that too away from family and friends … I simply believe that the only thing that keeps you going is family and friends and I am the kind of person who used go home every other weekend when I was in Pune. And now once in 1.5 yrs. Seems I have gained a lot of strength and a lot more patience.
That was the time when ppl used to call me an emotional fool. I think I have grown up now. I have become a lot more practical. Now, I can smile even in front of ppl I just hate. I can stay in hostile environment and adjust to any place. And the biggest achievement is that I seldom cry J May be I have adjusted to the new environment. I can politically handle all the political ppl around me. Oh yeah. And I now know how to look gud ;) And there are many other things I am not able to think of right now.
However, I am still the same confused person. I am still not able to decide whether the change is for gud or bad.
I was talking to Spruha the other day and I was telling her the same thing. That I have changed and I can now adjust to any environment. And she replied “But you still talk the same things”. May be you never change to the ppl you love.
This time when I was coming to UK I was feeling very nostalgic and very sad. The first two times I hardly cried. But this time I cried in the flight, in the airport while waiting for next flight, in the bus while travelling to MK. And I just didn’t want to come back. This was the thing I had least expected.
I miss India so much. As they say and it’s very true – East or west.. India is the best J
Hmm.. the point is that the change is quite evident. But somewhere inside I feel I am still the same person. I cry when I miss my ppl, am happy and contented with small things and am still an emotional fool; I hardly use my brains and believe in whatever my heart says.
May be my behavior and attitude towards life are changed; but I have not.
