As I got out of my apartment, I could feel the adrenaline in my veins. Found myself wondering, isn’t this what I dreamed of all my life? New York City, home to chaos and hustle. People walking around me with a cup of coffee in their hand rushing to work. Me? I was one of them now.
Watching the world move at such a fast pace got me wondering if my tiny legs can keep up. But isn’t that what life is about? Finding comfort in the chaos? Trying to dance on things you used to trip on? Looking at Manhattan from my office desk I realized how small we are in front of the big world out there.
Living in one of the greatest city in the world has always been a dream and I am so grateful to everyone in my life who has helped me make it this far. Life feels like the second half of a movie after the interval where everything starts falling into place. I just turned 25 few days back, ironic much? A year ago, I was a much different person than what I am today. For me, it’s a good thing, I am happier and life is too short to be anything else.
Wish I could go back in time and tell the 18 year old me full of anxiety, uncertainty and self doubt, “Don’t worry girl, we made it! <3”