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Bittersweet Symphony

22nd April was one of the most exciting days of my life. My interview result was on its way and I had my end semester exam in less than 2 hours. I was least concerned about the fact that I hadn't studied a word as the suspense was killing me. I still remember the way my heart skipped a beat while i was waiting for the results page to load. Finally, I got in. I faired pretty well in my law paper, got the course that I wanted and that too in Bangalore. It was the best day of my life. I finally got a platform to do what I wanted to do the most - Be independent. The idea of staying all by yourself in a new city was something that made me more anxious and impatient. An hour felt like a day and i had to wait 2 months for me to get to my new life. However, when one is so thrilled and excited he/she tends to forget that he/she will be leaving his/her hometown, family and friends. I was no different. But then, a week before I was leaving, that's when it hit me. I practically grew up in Chennai all my life and this was my first time away from home. It was hard to bid adieu to the people you have been seeing every single day. I finally had to do it, but the fact that i was going to be all be myself kept me on my toes. Almost everyone I knew warned me about all the new responsibilities as a hostelite. It was scary then. For me, being a hostelite is one of the toughest challenges I have had to face ever since I landed in Bangalore - sharing a room, having breakfast, lunch and dinner at specified times, lights off at 10 pm, curfew till 9 pm, washing your own clothes, plates and other utensils, mopping and sweeping your own room, going back to a room where your parents, especially your mother is not there to take care of you when you fall sick and no siblings to irritate! It actually is quite hard to cope up with small challenges like these, but I guess this is why, us humans call it life. Back in Chennai, I was constantly surrounded by either my friends or my family. But now, being in Bangalore at times makes me feel out of place, therefore miss the people back home. But to come to think of it, having lovely roommates and hyper class like mine; I guess that can do the charm and put you at ease.

Challenges come often and life becomes incomplete when you don't come across any.

Settling down in a new city lets you face a whole lot of challenges that can be extremely stressful. Thereby, taking these challenges positively and probably as a platform for you to grow into a much better person makes it a lot easier for most of us.

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  1. trust me staying away from home makes u a much more complete person... and no matter what people scared you with, we always knew you would do just ok... :)
    btw the other post, u sound like a professional journalist kudos :)

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