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The Emotional Chill
In almost 15 days we had moved to a nice rented fully furnished apartment. It was November, winter of 2010 (the coldest till now), when it snowed heavily. It was my kids’ first experience in snow. We were enjoying playing and making snowman in our early days in the Netherlands but the initial language crisis didn’t leave my side so soon. I recall well, it was my kids first day at school. I knew I had to remember my way back; so, I thought I will remember the name of the road, which leads to school, and I wrote it on a piece of paper. ‘Intelligent’ I thought of myself…
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The Discomforting weather
It was October 2010; the memory is still fresh in my mind. Packing our bags for the Netherlands, my husband was telling me that when we land there, we will have to buy a ‘bakfiets’. He was warning me that I would have to put my two boys in it and drive them to their school with me wearing a warm winter coat, warm head cap, gloves in my hands and amidst the thick snow on the roads I will have to push my feet fast on the paddles to reach school on time. I was quite keen to know what he meant by bakfiets? I contained my curiosity thinking…
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Embarking on a new journey as an expat
Amidst the dark clouds, I felt myself taking turns full of new aspirations, hopes and dreams. I could feel a ray of hope seeing the silver lining behind each of these clouds. A new sensation was emerging within my heart as if I was setting off for a new journey. Was it going to be my final destination? Several questions were running in my mind. Very natural to someone like me- almost ten years and I have been moving and hopping countries hoping that we would settle down somewhere but no it was not that easy. My husband is an IT professional roaming across the globe and I by choice…