Adventures of a North Indian in Maharashtra3 minute
By Vaishnavi Srivastava
From a carefree girl to a responsible woman. I’m here to share my story and experiences of moving out from my hometown to a city I had never been to before!
Pune, this is for you!
With a myriad of emotions, eyes full of dreams and a thumping heart, a 17-year-old girl left her hometown to pursue the course she always wanted. Back in 2018, the only thing I knew was that I have a never-ending love for literature and I am going to continue my higher studies in the same! My parents being extremely supportive left no stone unturned to make sure that I am able to explore, conquer and live all my dreams.
On June 7, 2018, at 6 in the morning (yes, I do remember the date and time lol), I took my flight to Pune, I landed in the city of my dreams in two hours and the little excited kid in me couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear.
There the journey started!
I got admitted to MIT Pune in the course I always wanted to and on the first day of college, I made three amazing friends and that’s how my college life kicked off. To cut the long story short, college was my home! I laughed, I cried, I danced, I giggled and of course, I bunked.
Apart from college, there was a whole new world waiting for me out there. From the Maharashtrian food to the culture, from the language to the art, I left myself unfettered in trying out all the amazing things life had to offer. And soon after a year or so, the fairytale I was living in finally ended, and there came a roller coaster of struggles, spoiled friendships, competition, and the FOMO.
It’s not easy for anyone to leave all the homely care, love, and affection behind and restart a life of their own. It is a whole new ballgame(both metaphorically and literally). Just like every other outsider, I faced my fair share of struggles, discrimination, and loneliness as well. There were phases when I enjoyed living on the edge and on the other hand, I wanted to go back to my home leaving everything. But the one thing that kept me going was the support from my parents. Without them, I wouldn’t be who I am right now.
From waking up and getting ready for the early morning lectures to ditching the afternoon class for chocolate chai with seniors, from going to Local Train’s concert to sneaking in the PG after 11, from planning goa trips to finally ending up on lake-side camping and from making promises to always be in touch to barely talking to the batch-mates, from cribbing while going to college to hating online classes, my college life came to an end.
From a girl who cried her eyes out on losing her debit card in an unknown city to a girl who now manages to deal with everything alone, I grew up.
And that was my journey summed up in a few words for you guys!
Although I have hundreds of stories to share that will make you go all woohoo and awww, let’s keep it for another time. Stay tuned to catch up on all the fun and dramatic stories I will be sharing with you all in the future!