Imagine living 15 years of your 17-year-old life in one city. Imagine every memorable moment in your life pinned onto one location, growing in one house and finding comfort in its familiarity. Now imagine given a sudden opportunity to move to the United States and live the American dream. This was the opportunity that I was presented with when my father received a job offer to come to work here.
For as long as I can remember, my parents have given me the best access to educational resources and other materials. So, they were delighted when they found out about my father’s new job offer in the United States, since it implied, that I now had the opportunity to live the American dream - to have a better education while nurturing my hobbies in music as well. My parents did not want to force the move on me and left the final decision in my hands. In my heart, I knew I could not ignore and let go of this opportunity, but it was hard for me to move. I had a lot of friends in India whose friendships are incomparable. I had strong relationships with a lot of people, and I was leaving all this behind if I made this decision. This was really hard, and every time I thought about the ‘move’, numerous memories associated with my life in India would flash in my head telling me not to move. However, my conscience kept telling me that the opportunities were too good to miss out on, and hence I decided to move to the US.
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Filled with joy and excitement, I spent a good few moments with my family talking about our new future in America. And for a while, all I could think about was the exposure (academically and professionally) I would get in the US. But as I started packing up my things, it hit me - I was about to leave the only place I’ve ever called ‘home’ and move to a country where everything was extremely different. With every item that we packed, sold or simply threw away, a little movie, of all the memories associated with that item would play in my head. I started thinking about making new friends, adapting to a new culture, and adjusting to a new school with an entirely different syllabus and approach to things, that too in the middle of the school year. I had a lot of questions, but only one answer - this is the opportunity of a lifetime.
With almost all of my teen life behind me, I was accustomed to a certain way of life in India. I would follow a daily schedule, and wouldn’t compromise on it, unless, necessary. Even if, due to some reason, I wanted to spend more time on something, I wouldn’t, because I hated breaking my schedule. Although in the short run this didn’t benefit me, it helped me be a more systematic and disciplined person over time.
I did face challenges for a few weeks after I moved and joined a new high school. Firstly, forming new relationships in school was hard, in part because I joined mid-year, but mostly because we are at the age where everyone already has well developed strong friendships. Secondly, besides being the ‘new boy’, I had to rewire my whole thought process and method of approach to suit the needs of my new syllabus. Despite the challenges, I stayed strong and started talking to people in my class to know more about the school, culture, and the education system. My passion for science and math helped me interact with people and get into conversations. Slowly, but surely, I made new friends and adapted to my new environment.
As days passed, I made a lot of friends in high school and found myself missing home a little less. I started feeling more excited about my future and my chance to live the American dream. I think that stories make people and this is mine. So, you can be assured that if a life-changing opportunity comes knocking at my door, I will surely grab it with both hands and be there, all in a matter of fifteen days.
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