Assimilating the change

Today one of my friend had this post on her blog and it relates at many levels to what i’ve been thinking and feeling over the past two months or so.  I came to UK on 4th Oct and also i don’t have my music, books, or even my laptop with me, so had lots of time to burn ….. First of the few things you notice when you come to any new country is a bit of resistance, not particularly from local firangi people, but more from your very own people who have been there for many years… then comes all the other things tv, music, culture, everything… you don’t see your actors on tv whom you have been following up from your childhood, you don’t see the same hosts/presenters on tv and also nobody has any idea what you are going through.  Everything you do or say feels like being judged.  First you start to follow the new culture, music, and TV just to grasp it all and feel how things are here, just out of curiosity, some things you like and some not but then you have to follow these things just so you can socialize and engage with your peers. I think its very difficult changing countries, its very drastic change and totally shakes up your life for a while.

Also there is conflict of sensibilities, I don’t know what places they have visited during their few weeks holidays to India, but they certainly have a very different view of how things are there than me. For them everything is just broke or bad or corrupt about India. I know there are problems but not as bad as they project it to be or think it to be. First you try to defend and clear their wrong assumptions by giving explanations, but you are easily overthrown by shear number of people against you and then finally you give in and let it go, go silent, stop being bothered of what they think, because in your heart you know that they are wrong at many levels.

Well, changing countries is hard and at times it can get really lonely and you start thinking what am I doing here and you seems to be torn apart between the two worlds, the one you have just left behind and have loved it and the one which you just entered and holds your future and you want to be in it, and I guess this is the point which breads the thoughts of going back someday, buying a big house, and staying happily ever after there.  I guess it becomes even more harder if your family not with you.  Also this may make you realize that its you and your life what matters everything else is just materialistic and doesn’t matter any more.

Also, I think I have been very lucky to have my relatives here, good relatives I should say, who helped me a lot during first phase of this transition by providing a lot of moral support, otherwise without them it would have been very lonely and sad, and I cannot thank them enough for this.

Don’t know if anybody else had the similar experience.  These days I care less about problems of life and more of my family and being happy and trying to be carefree and let it go and enjoy life kind of attitude but I guess mind doesn’t stop thinking hence this post.

Like my friend i’m also going to wait and watch how it all turns out from the first phase to the last one. If i meet someone later who have come through same paths as me i will certainly give him or her a big hug, because at this phase of the transition you really need one.

Enough of my rants now….and I will end this post on inspiring words of my friend.

“change is for good too…the sooner u accept it postively, the better n faster the transition is”