The way i travelled was like drunk girl. All too much dumped into suitcases, I walked with the hand carry like Zig-Zag and when i sat
in even my heel of my boot broke. I was really freaking embarassed about everything but more because everyone was staring at me.
At Dubae,it was the eye opener. It was like one of those moments I felt I was so right. I had to carry the hand luggage again in
trolly and I had so many people looking at me like im so crazy.I even met with this person who wanted to take me to Italy. I felt
like it was so insecure so i took the luggage to toilet.
When i reached India I was all excited but this excitement didnt last for too long. I tried to be decent still people were staring at
me so much I wish I was invisible. The best thing is when i got in BGS,Mysore and had to look at hostel, newly constructing.
No furnitures, no cupboards, no plates or glass. Booh! I miss kuwait and kuwaitians…the friends here are very decent and good people
not like me .
We have lots of rules to follow so i wish i was in military college.. i think that would be better for me. Anyways.. Have to adjust with
life and take it as it comes. Thats all for now Be back next Sunday with new updates.
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