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Preface : The reason I am writing this is because , When I thought about myself spending the most important part of my life in this foreign country,I wanted to tell everyone how it is here. There is nothing new or unusual about it,Its just a common tale of so many others like me,Who followed their husband with a hope to start a new life and take on the challenges at the other end of Globe.I am writing it here because sometimes we dont even realize or pay attention to something very simple and common happening around us and It is so close to our hearts. I guess We all did pretty well in following their dreams and listening to their hearts.We all came with a sound educational backgrounds and rich cultural heritage,Just like most of the immigrants , only difference was that when we came " We wanted to return home " after two,five or ten years.Because We all had a great sense of bonding and security attached with Home in India,We still have it. None of us has yet actually decided...

There are moments when you want to just hold someone for long...no matter who. a human being to hold... Better if you know them. Even better if they know you And best if they love eachother And want to stay that way forever.. But bad is that emptiness , when you dont have it.. even worse is when you hold that stranger and worst when that one wants to stay loose what do you do? do you go crazy? no you wont you pity. you feel lump in your throat but no reason to scream Itch in the eyes..but no reason to cry what do I do then? I think about it and realise I need not hold anyone,I am fine the way I am.

If We have Dream and No Fear and Consistency - We will be unstoppBle. - Prabha Jha

Memories and Dreams Rather unfulfilled. Keeps coming back - Back to me. Every now and then. Hitting me hard there and then. Engulfing my senses. Wiping off the power to be rational,those emotions. Memories like a dagger. Settling under my chest. Unsettled and restless. Racing my mind with no where to go. Not of any use - my memories.

What If? There was just one man And one woman to love. Small world it would have been. They had no choice , but to bump into each other. Love - Hate. Ignore - Care. All emotions and their expressions. To Just one Person. Ugly or Pretty. Calm or Witty. Fat or thin. Sorrow or Grin. Noisy or Quite. Dumb or Wise. They had no where to go. Share whatever it is. But stuck with each other. They would have been. I wish to create a small world. Around us , Just like that Just that way. One men and One Women for each other. How about a kid. More than welcome.