I want to share about the experiences of students who went abroad for study. Recently my neighbor’s son went to Australia for MBA. His parents arranged all the money for his study and for stay. When he reached there, he was very eager to see a new country (which he might have dreamed of), lots of dreams are there in his mind. Other Indian students were also there, they were from different parts of India. First few days were very hard for him; he was not being able to adjust himself, as was the case with other students. They thought for some part time work so that they can bear some of their expenses. But the work they could get was car cleaning, house cleaning and so on, which they have never expected to do, not even in India. They all felt lonely, away from home and were seen like outsiders with a different looks (which can be expected in a foreign country).
After staying there for sometime he realized that most of the students don't want to study there, but their parents have forced them for study in a foreign country. Every night after talking to their parents in India the tears flow from their eyes, they cried in depress and in the end started drinking, so that they could sleep in the night. (What a terrific situation for them). My neighbor’s son told the whole story to his parents on phone and requested that he wants to come back and study in India only. Another reason given by him was that the scope of study in Australia was not of much useful in India (I don’t know that was right or wrong). His parents agreed (though they have already spent 4 Lacs Rupees). Upon hearing of his return other students congrats him that he is very lucky. But the others could not do, because they know their parents have made such expenses on their study.
2 comments:
when my daughters went to summer camp, they had a very similar experience. the first few days were difficult. they had such a hard time adjusting to, not sleeping in their own beds, unfamiliar night time noises, etc... I received so many letters, those first few days, begging me to come and pick them up. I wrote back, telling them to give it time. It always takes time to adjust to different surroundings, circumstances and the like. After another week, I stopped hearing from them completely. They ended up enjoying themselves to the extent that, they didn't even feel the need to write home to their mommy! then, it was my turn to feel a sense of longing. while they were only gone for a month and only about an hour away...adjustment time is adjustment time!
i did enjoy your post. i felt that i could relate to it.
thanks for sharing!
Thanks SP for being so nice and sharing with me. i can understand how it takes time for the kids to adjusts even we the parents have to take time to adjust, as I said its human being nature. keep visiting.
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