In just a few hours, I’ll be climbing aboard a flight to London. It’s not even 12 hours away now, maybe more like 8 or 10 hours. And while the excitement of what’s to come is building, I’m also taking a moment to just sit with how I’m feeling right now. I think the reality of it all is slowly sinking in. The changes ahead, the conversations I’ve had with family today—they all feel like moments marking the start of something new, something I’ve never experienced before.
We talked about the small things, the personal things that might not seem like much but mean a lot. Like how this year, I’ll miss everyone’s birthdays in person—my mom’s, my dad’s, even my own. I’ll miss being there for Diwali, for New Year’s, for the little moments we take for granted. And in just 24 hours, everything I know is about to change completely.
I’ve never lived outside of India before, and here I am, about to land in a place I’ve only read about, a place I’m now going to call home for the next one year. I’ll need to set up my own space, my own home, in a city that’s entirely new to me. It feels both exhilarating and overwhelming at the same time.
Yes, I’ve lived alone before—those Zoho days taught me how to manage on my own—but this feels different. This is not just about living alone; it’s about living in one of the most expensive cities in the world, about adapting to a life that feels both unfamiliar and exciting.
But here’s what I know: I need to take it one day at a time. No rushing ahead, no overwhelming myself with what-ifs. Just focus on getting through each day, making the most of it, and seeing where this journey takes me.
Day 1 awaits, and I’m ready for it.
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