Anyone who knows me will vouch for the fact that I am incredibly shy. I will not make the first move in a conversation but will blabber on once we start talking.
After a lot of thought and deliberation, I decided that I wanted to to my Masters degree. In spite of insistence from everyone to choose a country where my relatives lived or had someone I knew, I chose Ireland. A place where I had zero connections with.
I think no amount of preparation can ever prepare you for the transition to a different country. Especially if you’re hesitant to initiate conversation. I ended up living in a hostel for a few days. First two days were just me trying to orient myself to the pace of the Dublin. But those first days where I’ve shared meals and stories with strangers will always be a part of me. I soon realized, not everyone is out to get you. There is always kindness around.
In the house that I live in now, I’m happy to say I’ve never had a dull moment here. The two people I live with are the best thing that ever happened to me. I never had siblings, but I think they came into my life just so that I know how it feels…
