Moving From Canada to India and Back

I was just 10 years old in grade 4 when one day I returned home from school and my parents told me tanvi we are going back to india. I was shocked, I didn’t know how to react. There were way too many questions clouding my mind, when did this happen? Why didn’t I know anything ? When did mom and dad figure stuff out? Id only been to india once before that, when I was a toddler. I only heard stories of that place from my parents and seen pictures.

A new country, new people and a new lifestyle, with no snow how would I possibly survive there. I learned a lot about myself from traveling, I realised when you take the step to move to a different country, you fully develop your ability to adapt and embrace new things. It took me so far out of my comfort zone with all the fears and what ifs that come with it and I survived.

It showed me I have the ability to control and change my circumstances.

Every time we overcome obstacles we become a little bit stronger, a little bit more confident in our own abilities and we see the full extent of what were able to do. Learning a new language- hindi was a huge challenge for me, I was expected to learn how to read, write and speak hindi within six months,but now Im proud that I can understand and speak a completely different language after all.

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Making new friends was a very difficult task for me, everyone spoke english in school but the way was completely different. Their english had this indian accent whereas mine had a western accent which people used to think that I created on purpose to make myself look superior. This taught me about the different perspectives of different people on the same things in life.

Canada being a cold country made my living in india for the initial months very difficult, the extreme heat all year long made me sick. I had frequent visits to doctors it took awhile for my body to adapt to the weather conditions there

I always remained stressed out and there was no day for the first 6 months in which I didn’t cry. I realised that if I was to complain about things everyday i will never be happy, i was going to have to accept the truth of my life and live with it, adapt to it and only that way i will be able to enjoy things around me.

Though being a member of an inidan family and having an indian lifestyle in terms of food and culture i didn’t know that living in india would have a huge impact on me.

How to appreciate my cultural background , morals and traditions were there. And then we break them, and our comfort zone expands.

Ive learned that every way of living life is ok and breeds just as many happy and many unhappy people as does life back home and Ive expanded my consciousness drastically. In my mind, nothing beats that.

But I soon realized that you can make your home practically everywhere. This year in june i came back to the same country I left seven years ago. I hesitated a bit again with the thought of going to a new school a high school. Making new friends and adjusting to a new environment once again in my life. But not as much as the first time because I learned things from my early experiences.