I still remember the day when I got my Visa. It was 17th June 2008.You can say the most defining day of my life. Had an appointment at 8.15 am at the Mumbai Consulate reached there by 6.15 am. Could not sleep for the whole night such was the pressure. Finally my number was called and I was issued the visa for The George Washington University within a span of 10 secs. I was speechless and had tears in my eyes."When your desire is true, the entire world conspires with you to make your dream come true”. As SRK rightly said in the film OSO”Ki agar kisi chij ko dil se chaho toh puri kayanat ushe tum se milane ki khoshish me lag jati hey”. I realized that it is not just the hard work, but the sincerity along with the grace of a divine power that leads to accomplishments. Here I would like to thank one person in my life my Dad. Without his perseverance this day was impossible. My younger doctor brother Hansaj for being the best brother one could ever have. And of course Mom, how can I miss you Mom?
The day had arrived 7th August 2008 to adios country India. I can’t remember my mental status at that time. But I know one man who was in a great dilemma –my Dad. He was at the same time happy that his son was heading towards his goal and the fact that the 22 years bonding with his sweetheart is breaking. But this is life you have to accept it. I was traveling far from my country (nearly 9000 miles--idhar saala sab ulta raheta hey,,,,so miles me express karna padta hey not in kms) to a country which offers you opportunity of all sorts. Yes this was like a dream come true. But it was also like something I felt for the first time the feeling of being alone, being independent.

Life has changed in a big way over the past 2 months of my stay here in US. Though life here is well organized and sophisticated but the weird combination of its pace and monotony can drive anyone inane. Many people do ask me about life in USA.”The sky is the same but the altitude from which you are viewing it is different”. And you know in the time that I was in America it reminded me of India. It was here that I missed India, the lavish food I used to eat served by my mom, the late night eat-outs and of course argument with my Dad when India plays any cricket matches. He always used to be pessimistic about India’s cricketing skills.See Dad India fu**** these aussies and proved the worth once again as they did in the Perth Test back in Australia 2008 series. Badly missed the live broadcast of the master getting the highest number of runs in test cricket. Back home, I was always surrounded by friends and family who loved and pampered me all the time. Never ever visited my kitchen for even a glass of water, everything was readily available-- thank you Hansaj for your kindness. God bless you. But here the case is different. I never valued my mom’s love and daily argued with her for small matters. All of a sudden I found myself away from their safe niche in the hands of the world exposed all alone. Now when I stood all by myself fighting my way through obstacles with no one to hold my hand and comfort me, I wanted so desperately to go back in time to thank all that they did for me and for once express how much I loved and valued them. I felt so sorry for taking them for granted for realizing their worth only after losing them.
This is the resurgence of my new life. Hope to see you all in the years to come.
Cheers
Asim Padh