Boomerang

Chapter-1 New girl in the city.

Hello!! I am Sanaina ,

Let me introduce myself and my world to you. I am an Indian and belong to a conservative south Indian joint family, but it's okay, my maternal uncle provided my family with a lavish and happy life. Even after being a conservative family, they highly encouraged girls' education (As it is said Beti Bachao and Beti padhao in India).

India is known for its culture and unity in diversity. But to be honest, this is not entirely true. Still, miscegenation marriages are considered a sin. And still, future generations are misguided to choose lucrative and stable occupations, rather than pursuing what the child aspires to be. In India still, textbooks are treated as holy books. So, if a person wants to have a tag of a literate.

Sadly, he/she has to engross himself/herself in it all day long in those fat, uninteresting and pictureless books, even if the person hates to do so. Hence, India is still a developing country. Innovation in this system should be the next invention.

Well, this country has its good side too. Firstly, because of its diverse culture, schools and colleges have many public holidays. Comparatively, India gets more public holidays than most other countries which is a plus point for Indian students to attain peace of mind on those days.

Okay, I think we have discussed the whole stuff of this country. Let's focus on my story. I aspire to be something unique in life other than a graduate. My family recited the same philosophy of life (one has to work their asses off to earn money). Fine, I completely agree that money is the source of life but at the end of the day, it isn't everything. The most important thing is mental peace, if one has that you don't require anything else.

After fast-forwarding my life, my story starts when I was nineteen. Everyone has their unique opinion about life. They think their story is unique but to be honest, everyone has the same story to tell. Just the thing is that everyone may have experienced a particular thing at one or other point in their life. Maybe the timing of the experience is different but the experience remains the same. Only teenagers could understand my situation. My love life sucks, my personal life is a bit fine but don't ask me about my academic life, it isn't worth knowing.

Just to ease your imagination, let me emphasise more about my physical appearance and personality. I can be categorised as a wheatish, round-faced, petite but vivacious girl and also a pianist. Independent (but sometimes stubborn). According to me, I am an equalist (no partiality). As in life according to my belief, both men and women it costs their blood, sweat and tears to achieve what they are today.

For my higher studies, I was being parcelled to America. After the tears and fears in the airport with my family. I went in and did the formal security checks at the airport. It was my first departure on an international flight and I was all alone which made the task more difficult. Finally, I took my seat in the aeroplane and flew off to America.

AMERICA.......... It was a colourful country, you could happily live there for years as it's a country having cheerful people around full of enthusiasm. The streets were clean and neat. But I started missing India, after all, it is my country and I love it undoubtedly. When I arrived in America, my aunt was waiting to pick me up.

After reaching their home, we checked how far my university was from their home. Unfortunately, it was very far. I had to rent a house but I hated being alone. In the initial days, I lived in my aunt's place but it was very difficult to manage. So I had to shift. I went to take a look at the shared apartment, it was a quiet and pleasant place to live in.

After I checked out a sample house. The house was spacious, neat and I hoped it would remain the same till I live here because I am an expert in turning a clean room into a mess. There was an exquisite painting hanging on the wall, it was so beautiful that it can even attract an amateur. Overall the house seemed to be to my taste.

As I was satisfied with their presentation, I registered a flat for myself. Let's see what happens next. I only had one fear: Who will be my roommate? I didn't have much of a problem with the gender of the person, the only problem was whether the person will be an introvert or an extrovert. I just didn't want a boring roommate as I have to bear the person for some years or at least till I complete my education.