Everyone you meet has story

I had a few negative experiences in past year, I lost a dear one,had a near death experience, lost a dream career opportunity, saw how people change when your time changes and had to go through immense physical and mental pain. Sometimes I felt like “Why me?” it seemed to me like everyone else has a perfect life except me.

After coming to US, staying away from family and leaving with new people I closely observed the lives of other people and realized that there is a difference between the inner life and outside reel of people’s life. Each person I meet here had a story to tell.

First thing I did after reaching here is was I started looking for a shared accommodation on Internet. Fortunately found one in week’s time but my roommate demanded two months rent in cash. Money was not an issue but I felt scared handing over this much amount to a stranger that too in cash what if this turns out to be a scam, what if she throws me out after taking money, but I had no option but to pay. I shifted there and with great tension handed over the money. After sometime two of her friend’s came for lunch, they all were very nice with me even offered me lunch, but I was still feeling scared, more people made me even more uncomfortable. After spending few days together I came to know that these people were even more worried than me while taking me in. Reason for demanding the whole amount in cash was because she had experienced some financial scams few days back and was saved luckily.

As days passed my roommates shared their experiences with me. One who had asked for cash earlier told me when she landed in US the first girl with whom she stayed with, not only charged her an exorbitant amount for a week but gave her just space enough to sleep, did not share wifi pwd to contact home and even did not allow her to cook. In such circumstances anybody would have felt like running back home but she did not,facing all the odds she settled in this country. As days passed we become good friends and she proved to be a big support to me.

As days passed I came to know that my other roommate who was about to move out, was in this house for only a month. She used to stay in a shared accommodation from where due to some dispute with her roommates she was thrown out, she had to keep her stuff in public storage and sleep for a day or so in her car and then found this place.

Over a period of time I saw a few students who were struggling for months to get a job. In USA surviving without jobs and that too after spending so heavily on education and still managing to smile as if everything is perfect is a big thing.

In span of a year I saw people whom I have known for a long time and who used to appreciate me, speak nice things about me suddenly change their behaviour and turn away. And the strangers whom I met here a few days back helping me in lot of ways and become friends in short span.

Finally I learnt a lesson that life is not fair but that does not mean you can give up. In spite of whatever storms you are going through you still have to get up, dress up and show up.

Life will knock you down, show you things you do not want to see but still each day you have to getup with a new hope and smile on face.

Hats off to everyone who is fighting this battle of life without giving up🤗🤗


My first experiences

First experiences always have a different importance in life and nobody can forget them, even if it is small thing like preparing tea. I am no exception and below I would like to share some my first experiences how I messed up things, my lessons learnt.

To start with let me start with my weakest area cooking, one fine day I was alone at home and wanted to have some tea. I had prepared tea few times before but that was always under somebody’s supervision, wherein I just added water, sugar, tea and milk and done then somebody used to pour in a cup for me. But this time I was all alone, I started with making the tea added all the ingredients and the tea was finally ready and looked good. I took a cup for myself and was about to pour the tea in the cup but could not properly balance the hot vessel and it slipped away. Alas all the tea went to ground,I felt like all my efforts were wasted and had to go without tea that day.😥😥 I felt as if cooking is not my cup of tea, however slowly with time I learnt cooking as well as handling hot vessels. Even though I don’t feel I am a good cook even now, but still I can manage to cook my daily meals and sometimes even experiment new recipes after reading on Google.

Secondly I even found small activities like stapling papers difficult, looking at others I used to feel it is very easy just take the bunch of papers, hold it in between the stapler,press and done. So one fine day I went ahead to staple the papers, after putting the papers, I pressed the stapler and released with full confidence that will done. But sadly the pin went only half through and was stuck between paper and stapler. I thought it’s okay sometimes such things happen, I somehow freed the paper and stapler from the pin,threw the pin away and again started but alas again same thing happened😥😥. I wasted whole bunch of pins but did not get any success. Finally my younger sister took it from me and stapled the papers in one attempt. I felt very ashamed of myself. After spending days and days of unsuccessful attempts one fine day I learnt how to staple.😊

Another big experience which has left me with memory for lifetime was learning swimming. I have deep liking for water activities and swimming is and will always be my favourite.Before I started learning swimming I always thought that it must be very easy and I can learn it in a day or two.But the day I stepped into water l realised this is not easy as I thought. After spending days in trying to learning swimming I was still struggling. One day I was trying to jump into the pool but was feeling scared and was not able to do so, finally the swimming instructor pushed me from behind and I feel into water and went down. I felt as if I am drowning saw water all around me frantically started flapping my hands and legs in water and in few seconds came above the surface, but still had to reach the edge but was not able to move ahead and stayed at the same place. After few more seconds I realised how to move my hands so as to move ahead and reached the edge with great difficulty. All these things happened in one or two minutes but it seemed like ages to me. With such many more pushes from different people I finally learned swimming.🤗🤗

It has been years since all these incidents occurred but still the memories are fresh in my mind. I know all of you must be having memories of such first experiences in different areas in your life and if you like to please drop a comment on this article about one such memory you have😊😊

Awaiting comments from all of you……



My Solo Struggle – Away from home

Yesterday I read about a column in newspaper about the experiences of girls who move away from home to a different city, state or country in pursuit of their career. This gave a thought of sharing my experiences over here.

Right since my childhood I travelled a lot all over India and even outside India, but that was always a few days vacation and always with family so in a kind of protected atmosphere.

I still remember the day when I travelled alone by bus to my college. My college was just few bus stops away from my home but I felt so tense in that journey of few minutes, I started feeling worried the moment I got into the bus will I be able to know my stop, what if I get down at wrong stop how will I find the way back. Even after getting down from the bus and while walking towards the college I felt confused am I taking the correct road somehow finally made my way to college in time. Slowly with time this fear vanished and I developed a confidence of travelling anywhere in my city.

Time passed by and I completed my education through different institutes at different location but in my city, wherever I travelled always at the end of the day I got to return home. I got all my jobs always in my city only so never had to move away from family. I did not accept any job offers outside my city thinking if I can get a job in my city then why should I move out and make my life difficult. Money was and never will be my priority in life and even now I feel that money cannot give you job satisfaction.

In spite of being in IT the thought of travelling onsite never came to my mind,I was happy and satisfied with the way my life was going on. Things changed a few years back when I joined a new company and was placed in a project with US client. For initial few months I was happy and contented doing my job from offshore and wanted to grow at offshore only more in terms of responsibility and position. Slowly as I watched my colleagues travel to onsite and hearing their experiences the desire to go onsite started growing in me.

Then the time came for H1 visa filling so finally in two minds I went to my manager to ask for my visa filling. I got a strict “No” for answer we do not have any requirement on this project we cannot file your visa.My desire for onsite was also not very strong and did not mind that much, left it thinking I will create my position over here only I don’t need onsite. Little did we both know what future had in store. After a few days performance evaluation time came in and in spite of bringing lot many improvements in quality of the application I handled I was rated just average by the same person who had said no to my visa and reason given was you did your job nothing more than that. This was very hurting and that moment I decided that I will create so strong position in this team that this person will take back his words one day.

Few months passed by and I managed my team from offshore fortunately got a very helping and good at heart onsite counterpart, he was big support to me. Days passed and suddenly my onsite counterpart resigned. That day the same people who had once said no to me for onsite came to me saying that we will file your visa are you ready? I agreed but the visa filling and final stamping was going to take about an year. In the meantime I continued to work from offshore and managed to smoothly handle the project from offshore with all new team members. Not only did I manage to create a very good impression on management but even won the complete trust of client. This year’s performance appraisal was different I was rated in the top high performing category by the same person who had rated with me average last year, he even went ahead to say that you deserved far more than this. Finally with my hard work and dedication I made this person take back his comments in categorising me as average.

Days kept on passing and my H1 visa did not come in lottery and I left the thought of travelling onsite and continued my work from offshore. Due to demand from client, management approached me for L1 visa. Same people who had once said no to me for visa now started following up for the same.This is how life turns….

Finally my visa got stamped and was about to travel to onsite, if this was a story it should have ended here saying that I reached onsite and continued my work happily over there but life is not a story.😥😥

One day before my travel I was diagnosed with serious illness and had to cancel my trip. Days passed and I recovered from my illness and resumed my work back at offshore. Completed my work successfully and took a difficult decision of moving out of my comfort zone to different project.

This time I got a opportunity to travel to US for my project, even though the stay was planned for short term, I was happy because I just wanted to take that experience. Moment I stepped in US I realized this, that life here is not as rosy as it seems from a distance it is a life changing experience which is going to make me strong.

Initially I checked into Hotel for few days but the first difficult question was to find accommodation that too within one week time span. Fortunately someone who I had contacted through an ad on internet while in India and  left the hope of getting any reply  contacted me back. This was big surprise I quickly went to see the house and liked it and finalised that I will be shifting on weekend. I was relieved that finally I got a place to stay with public transport available to travel to office.

But I was going to get big blow next day it was my birthday, I was already feeling lonely as this was my first experience being away from home. To add to this in the night after I reached my hotel I got a call that maybe I cannot rent this place to you as this could be reserved for students only, need to check with property manager.I felt running away home the next day😥

Next day I started searching again for a new accommodation, I again got a call saying property manager has confirmed so no such restrictions you shift in tomorrow. This time I was worried what if something comes up after I shift in where will I go then what if this turns out to be spam, but I had no option but to shift in and take the risk. Fortunately my roommate turned out to be a nice person who helped me lot in settling in USA.

Next difficulty was travelling to office by public transport which is not a good option in USA, roads are deserted with no one to ask for directions, you have to find your own way using GPS. Initially even going to SSN office at walkable distance from my office seemed scary to me, now however over a period of time I have developed the confidence to travel anywhere in Miami same way as I used to do in Mumbai.

I was never used to do any household work like cooking, cleaning, buying groceries etc. Being a vegetarian I had limited options to eat outside in US, so no other option than to cook my own food.Initial days I found that very difficult but slowly got used, learnt different options from my roommate. In India I got grocery store next door here the nearest Indian store was more than a mile,so I had to plan well in advance for whatever items I need and then buy it.This taught me a lesson that managing household work in not easy job,salute to all those who do it daily.

All these small things which are part of daily routine changed me into a different person, taught me lot many lessons and changed me from a shy and reserved person to a more confident person. There are somethings which can be learnt only through experience and you have to muster the courage to step out of your cocoon, bitter experiences will be there but it will be great learning also. Take all the chances in life failure does not hurt as much as the regret of not trying.

This is my journey so far and lastly I want to thank everyone who were part of this journey, you all helped shape me into the person I am today. I end this story with a hope that journey ahead would be even more interesting than this.

I had read these lines somewhere and feel life should be this way

“Far better is to dare mighty things and be checkered by failure, Than to rank with those poor souls who live gray twilight that knows neither defeat nor victory”

God is with you

Few years back I read a story somewhere in which writer was detected with cancer, was undergoing chemotherapy and was under extreme pain.Days after days lying on bed was feeling the death coming nearby, even walking from bed was becoming difficult for her.One night as she got up from the bed while walking in immense pain she felt as if she saw a light and God placed his hand on her head and said you will be alright. From that day onwards she started recovering and five years later she wrote the story for everyone to read. In the end she says that if God has kept me alive then there is some purpose, God is not done with me yet.

When I first read this story I liked it but it had not fully touched me. Then about year back I had an experience which changed me. I was about to travel to USA, fortunately after a long wait got my visa stamped and was very happy. I was going to get to work on the project which I always wanted to alongwith the opportunity to work at onsite. Everything was like dream come true.

Unfortunately the day I got my visa stamped I started falling sick, what seemed initially like ordinary cold and fever which should get cured in day or two continued for weeks. And the day before I was supposed to travel I came to know that this was serious infection which could even be fatal. I was advised a heavy medication and complete bed rest for months. My dream was shattered.

Day by day my condition turned worse, I could not eat anything lost 7 KGS weight in 15 days, had swelling on my legs and hands walking even a few feet had become painful. Due to immense pain could not sleep at night, lied at bed looking at ceiling thinking why me? Praying to God I cannot take this anymore please do something. After more than a month my condition started improving I could eat normal food, swellings reduced, could walk without pain.

Finally after two and half months of treatment Doctor said that I am now fit to resume my work, even though I still have to continue the treatment. Side effects and the pain had now vanished and I could follow my daily routine.

I resumed office back and was taken back on the same project which I had lost. Even though I did not feel fit enough to travel to USA but was happy working on the project which I always wanted to. Dream of travelling to US still remained somewhere in my mind.Months passed by and I was able to successfully complete my project with many appreciations.

And now a year later here I am in US since last three months and writing this story sharing my experience with you all.

After having this kind of experience when I again read the story I mentioned at beginning of this article, I felt that if God has given me a second chance to live so my purpose is not yet done. He is and will always be with me and will never leave me alone.

Women’s day special

As woman’s day is approaching here are some beautiful lines I had read somewhere….

A tribute to all my women readers……….

When God created woman he was working late on the 6th day
An angel came by and said: “Why spend so much time on that one?”
And the Lord answered: “Have you seen all the specifications I have to meet to shape her ?”
“She must be washable, but not made of plastic, have more than 200 moving parts which all must be replaceable and she must function on all kinds of food, she must be able to embrace several kids at the same time, give a hug that can heal anything from a bruised knee to a broken hearth and she must do all this with only two hands”.
The angel was impressed.

“Just two hands….impossible!“

And this is the standard model?!

“Too much work for one day….wait until tomorrow and then complete her“.
“I will not”, said the Lord. “I am so close to complete this creation, which will be the favourite of my heart”.

“She cures herself when sick and she can work 18 hours a day”.

The angel came nearer and touched the woman.
“But you have made her so soft, Lord” “She is soft”, said the Lord, “But I have also made her strong. You can’t imagine what she can endure and overcome.“

“Can she think?” the angel asked.

The Lord answered:
“Not only can she think, she can reason and negotiate.”
The angel touched the womans cheek….
“Lord, it seems this creation is leaking! You have put too many burdens on her.”

“She is not leaking….it’s a tear” the Lord corrected the angel

“What’s it for?” asked the angel.
And the Lord said:
“Tears are her way of expressing grief, her doubts, her love, her loneliness, her suffering and her pride.”
This made a big impression on the angel; “Lord, you are genius. You thought of everything.

The woman is indeed marvellous!”
Indeed she is!

Woman has strengths that amazes man.

She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens.
She holds happiness, love and opinions.
She smiles when feeling like screaming.
She sings when she feels like crying, cries when she is happy and laughs when she is afraid.
She fights for what she belives in.
Stand up against injustice.
She doesn’t take “no” for an answer, when she can see a better solution.

She gives herself so her family can thrive.

She takes her friend to the doctor if she is afraid.
Her love is unconditional.
She cries when her kids are victorious.

She is happy when her friends do well.
She is glad when she hears of a birth or a wedding.
Her heart is broken when a next of kin or friend dies.
But she finds the strength to get on with life.

She knows that a kiss and a hug can heal a broken heart.
There is only one thing wrong with her
She forgets what she is worth.