Nothing is ever smooth

I got my passport on 25th August exactly 6 days before my scheduled date of travel to Canada. I had already started thinking of all possible scenarios like my VISA being refused and spending this year crying in bed. But when I received the study permit letter from the Canadian government, I was so relieved. The next few days went by in the blink of an eye. I bought two big suitcases and packed 23 years of my life inside them.
Leaving home isn't easy when you are not yet prepared to be an adult.
 The day before my departure the handle of my big American Tourister hardcase suitcase came off. I had to run to the mall which is about 26 kms from my home and get it repaired, I returned home around 8 pm. I couldn't sleep that night with excitement and stress thinking 'now what?'.
My dad had rented an Ola cab which would take us from our house to the airport.
While we were halfway near the airport when a burning smell started coming from the clutch of the car. I was just praying to god that no jhamela (mishap) happens. Just when I was thinking about jhamela the car stopped in the middle of the road and the driver said the break and clutch had burnt.
We had to take help from a nearby half asleep taxi driver to reach the airport otherwise we would have been stranded on that road at 3.30 am.
The next day was all about flying to Mumbai where it had rained so much that the whole city was flooded. My flight to Amsterdam was delayed which made it difficult for me to catch the connecting flight to Calgary. But then I did catch the flight and landed in the C-town.
The whole flight experience was tiring as well as exhilarating since it was my first international flight.
I am in Calgary now against all odds, more than ready to face what is in store for me.
Bring it on c-town!


Location: Calgary, AB, Canada

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