I have migrated to Australia in 2002, I have spent 13 years of my life here. While it’s been good portion of my life that I had lived here, I always feel gratitude to experience this country, people and life style.
No seriously think of it this way, I was born in a country with one billion population where majority of the people live below poverty line. I don’t want to calculate probability but the number will be very low.
How lucky one can be to be born in such a place, that too to parents who are not rich but well above the poverty line and not all people above poverty will have the ability and right chances to immigrate to a developed country for better lifestyle.
I came here to do my masters, I still remember the day fresh in my memory, the drive from the airport, smell and the first impressions.
I come from a place where most of the days were hot, it used to always make me smile on a wet rainy day. Summer was most hated of all seasons because of the extreme temperatures.
To make my visit even more welcoming, it was drizzling on my way from airport, all I could do was admire the greenery, roads and infrastructure.
Fast forwarding 13 years, I don’t miss any opportunity to bask in sun, I like warm and sunny days now. If it’s a cloud less day, I find it hard to stay indoors.
Let’s say it has got nothing to do with me getting older, but I would rather like to think of it as a result of constant exposure to wet weather and Melbourne’s cold sea breezes.
Coming from a country where the average salary in those days was $200 everything looks expensive here. In India most of the goods are sold in subsidy by government so as the poor can afford it, if these subsidies are removed, cost of living in India itself will be higher….