The big move

I have lived in this small town since I came to USA. This is the town where I went to college, experienced the worst times of my life, found “D,” and I call it home. Many Indian students who come to our university do not like this town because there is nothing to do for fun. My case is different, I got used to the silence and simplicity.  I feel pretty safe here, and I love that it is calm. People are friendly and courteous. The last time I was in NYC or Texas it seemed like every one was in a rush. Texas was getting close to India in respect to not following the traffic rules. I was so annoyed when a person decided to reverse and do a U turn,  stopping traffic on either side. Everyone in NYC has a serious look on the face, and no one ever smiles at you. I know people there are very busy. I am also not a fun loving person. I feel uncomfortable with loud noises and am anxious in a night club. I would rather go somewhere close to nature.  I love the sound of a waterfall and the serenity of nature. Yeah, that is me “boring”, but I enjoy that. (more…)

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Every coin has a flip side- Part 3

TOURIST EXPERIENCE

The tourist places have high prices everywhere. I remember D once told me that he paid $5 for 1/2 a gallon of milk in Las Vegas, (that was over 10 years ago too). I once bought a dress from kohls for $3 in my small town. The same dress in NYC was $20. D told me that they took a RV on vacations to avoid staying in the high priced hotels in tourist areas.

Why then tourist = super rich attitude in India? I think this arises from the difference in culture. Indians think only rich people travel around the world. An ordinary middle class Indian will never even dream about visiting Nepal, forget about UK or some other country. In Indian culture, parents are responsible for saving money and passing it on to the kids. (more…)

Our Story: How we met?

As I said in my previous post, our relationship started during some of the most painful times of my life.  I was desperately praying, asking God to give me strength to get through this very tough time in my life. I did not want to do anything stupid because what’s the point. I had a history of harming myself at times of stress, but this time I wanted it to be different. I cannot cause my family more pain. There were times I wanted to kill myself. The minute I got any bad thoughts, I told myself that I was tied to a chair and cannot move. This was a way to stop myself  from going into the kitchen for knife. (more…)

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