Journey To Study Abroad Needs Good Manipulative Skills ..

Being a Coder, I wanted to put my coding skills for a better purpose. Web Development seemed to be a good path to choose. Learning all the languages took up a lot of time. Alongside, I started shortlisting universities in the United States. My first preference was stony brooks and then It was New York University. Both of them seemed to have a reliable placement percentage. I decided to pursue Data Science due to its inclusion of mathematics.

Manipulating my parent's minds to send me abroad to study was the toughest part. I had to give it my all because, leaving the country is the only way I can get to live my life the way I wanted.

A year passed by I received an offer letter from New York university and started the VISA process. Meanwhile my sister was going to get married. My only aim in life was to provide my family with a laid back lifestyle. I didn't want to care about my health either physical or mental.

There was a reception before the wedding. I wore a red gown with choker neck. I have always loved dresses with closed neck. This comes out to be surprising a lot of my close peers because I often give off a tomboy vibe to my friends. During wedding seasons I tend to get girly.

The reason for me to behave that way was because of the society that portrayed girls to be weak beings.

Sister's Wedding broke me down. I was not expecting to cry at her wedding. All of our relatives tried to to make fun of our childhood fights to ease my mood. Raid was also there. Instinctively I wanted to look good.

First semester in NYU was going to start on September. So I thought of emigrating a month in advance. After the wedding on July 21st , I started preparing to depart. Suddenly it felt like the house was becoming empty. The walls that heard our cheerful chuckles and saw our dampen cheeks started to feel disappointed. This was only a beginning I felt.

The only motivation I had was that once I leave the country I could live on my own terms, without being controlled.

I met all of my school and college friends to bid goodbyes. They were all happy for the future that was waiting ahead for me.

With my excitement at its peaks, I started packing up my bags, and the day has finally come. I was departing on July 28th. I was already sick of the relatives and friends in India.