Life in India is getting more and more like I was in KL, except with much less of my favorites here. No favorite foods. No bookstore with Mandarin books that I could buy. Every day just passed by between apartment and gym, between work and rest.
Come to think of it, many of my FIRST times had happened in this country. My first time in oversea for work. My first time experienced the freezing cold weather. My first time in oversea during Chinese New Year, away from my family. What else?
Someone told me that she could sense that I don’t like India. I didn’t really think about this question, of liking this place or not. Many people had told me about this country, and I can read comments from FB of how people react when they have to come to here for work. The only question I had before coming to India was how bad this place could be. Anyhow, here am I, living and working in this country for almost a month. I know it’s not a long time, and there are months ahead for me to live through.
Honestly, this place is not really bad after all. I'm not trying to please anyone. I meet nice people here, and not so nice people as well, which, happened in KL too. The food here are nice, if you are ok with spicy food, or your stomach will make its complaint to you every morning in the toilet. The weather here makes M'sia weather a heaven, don't think I have the chance to experience how HOT it would be during summer in India. The traffic is a big mess, the drivers will make you nuts with the horns. Somehow rather, no matter how chaotic it is, the local could still live their life in order.
I supposed the feeling of one felt about something, origin from the mindset or attitude one have about it. I was not force to be here, I chose to be here; to experience another kind of life in a foreign land, away from all that I’m familiar with. I take it as a challenge for myself, to see how far and how well I could handle my life in all situations. Hopefully the remaining days would be as peaceful as I want it to be.
