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Wow, To my furthermost surprise I came back to write something here again, thanks to Google as I don’t have to memorize yet another password..... Else it was THE END.
Before I start writing about my experiences in Malaysia, Brief Intro:
I left Home in 8 September 2000, with a Bachelor Degree in IT and Millions of Hope and expectations, honestly only few of those expectations were mine rest all were from my family and friends, People back home made a bet with my parents that I’ll come back in 15 days as I cant survive the stiffness of big city and without my parents care..... For a week I stayed with my Aunt and as soon as I found the job I moved, my cousin helped me to get a big empty office hall for free because it was owned by his partner, reason was simple either I can afford rent or pay my Masters Fee.
I still clearly remember the day I started living in that big empty hall, 20 meter long and 3 meter wide. First night I was lament like a kid as I didn’t expect this, the only options was talk to Prabhu :-), so I asked him and here we go, he told me to just walk few hundred meters and see people who are home less and spending night under the sky and told me to feel lucky enough.
That night was the beginning of an endless struggle, a new life, a new me.
I not only survived but proved people wrong and help my Parents won the bet; I went back home after 6 months.... o;)))
The First and the Initial Battle was WON
“But there is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it's better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you're fighting for.”
Before I start writing about my experiences in Malaysia, Brief Intro:
I left Home in 8 September 2000, with a Bachelor Degree in IT and Millions of Hope and expectations, honestly only few of those expectations were mine rest all were from my family and friends, People back home made a bet with my parents that I’ll come back in 15 days as I cant survive the stiffness of big city and without my parents care..... For a week I stayed with my Aunt and as soon as I found the job I moved, my cousin helped me to get a big empty office hall for free because it was owned by his partner, reason was simple either I can afford rent or pay my Masters Fee.
I still clearly remember the day I started living in that big empty hall, 20 meter long and 3 meter wide. First night I was lament like a kid as I didn’t expect this, the only options was talk to Prabhu :-), so I asked him and here we go, he told me to just walk few hundred meters and see people who are home less and spending night under the sky and told me to feel lucky enough.
That night was the beginning of an endless struggle, a new life, a new me.
I not only survived but proved people wrong and help my Parents won the bet; I went back home after 6 months.... o;)))
The First and the Initial Battle was WON
“But there is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it's better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you're fighting for.”
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