Here's how it began
After months of LeetCode practice, watching endless reels and Abdul Bari tutorials, I finally cracked an interview at a startup and got the job. I packed my luggage, moved to Bengaluru with mixed emotions. Did I make the right decision? Can I survive there without knowing how to speak Kannada? And many more questions were eating my mind. Throughout the journey, I was enjoying the view from my seat, not at all worrying about anything. After 90 minutes of journey, I landed on Bengaluru airport, walked outside. Now I'm almost 750KM away from my home. I felt that I need to embrace change. Told to myself that this is my city for the next 1-2 years.
It was weekend, so I took rest for a couple of days and showed up at the office on monday. Although this is not my first job, it was first time for me to work from office. Everyone in the team were so welcoming and fun. After spending a week with them, I realized that I made the right choice. I used to think that working from home is a luxury, until I realized the opportunities I'm missing.
It has been more than six months since I moved to Bengaluru. Living in hostel, went to a couple of trips with strangers, made good friends. Tried learning Kannada but couldn't learn more than 3 or 4 sentences. I checked in Duolingo, but Kannada is not available in it. But I saw Spanish in it. So started taking exercises regularly for a month then I lost the drive. I should start again. Staying late in the office to finish work and clicking traffic trails snaps, taking post-dinner walks with hostel mates etc are in my daily routine now. There's a little chai shop 3-4 streets away from the place I live in. That's the destination for our after-dinner walks. It's not the best chai, but far better than our office chai machines'.
I never understood when my classmates used to complain about college hostel food, but now, I feel their pain. I miss home food. Whenever I go home, I come back with luggage full of home-made snacks, which I would finish in less than a week. Staying away from family teaches us a lot. The thought that they are 100s of kilometers away from you is actually not soothing. It hits different when you get sick while you're living alone. No one's going to make fruit juices are serve for you, no one's going to make hot soup for you. You got to do all on your own.
I cannot believe that it's already 2 years since I graduated. A part of me still feels that I haven't had the full college experience. A part of me still wants to study. May be I just miss being student. May be I'll do it in future.
Conclusion
Everything is changing. Days are passing by at accelerating speed. Days are not same anymore. One day I'm thinking about work, and the next day I'm planning to go somewhere with my friends. Another day I just sleep. Even though I'm at a point where my past self wanted me to be, I still feel that I have a lot to achieve.