The day my journey Began...........

The day I left my motherland

The day I left my parents

The day I left my juniors

The day I left my friends

The day I left my relatives

The day I left my loved ones

The day I started my life journey

The day my dream had come true

The day my prayers got answered

The day my parents felt proud

The day I said them a Bye

The day I started missing them

The day I was an immigrant

The day I became a foreigner

The day I missed my country

The day I was recognised by my looks

The day I was welcomed with a name board

The day I experienced 9 degrees

The day I first saw super clean roads

The day I saw Benz & BMW as taxi’s

The day I saw people following traffic rules

The day I became an alien amidst crowd

The day I saw people ignoring my smiles

The day I used a dry toilet

The day I paid taxi 5000 rupees for a 20mins drive

The day I slept inside a bed (quilt)

The day when there were no fans in the ceiling

The day I walked barefoot in a carpet floor

The day I saw a room heater instead of an AC

The day I slept with sweater, cloves & socks

The day I cried alone for missing everyone whoever I know in this world!!!!!!!

And Miles to go before I reach........!

“Across the road, take a left then a right to meet the bridge where you can see a small red post box (as if there is only one post box in Birmingham) besides which there is a café, ask them where ‘Griffin House, St Paul’s Square’’ is……………….This was the answer I got when I almost got lost amidst the crowd in the City Centre in Birmingham, finding my way towards  ‘’Big Cat’’ agency for an interview .The breathe that took you to read the above full stop less sentence was the same breathe that I took when I got a reply from Big cat’ on the 5^th of October 2012 from the Natalie Hartland, Head of Marcomm, Big cat. It is so easy to type that name but its took me five minutes to pronounce the same! Not because it is an English name but because I am tamil (Indian Language). There are no sounds of  ‘Ah, ‘Sha, ‘ Gha etc in my mother tongue, so pronouncing every name in Britain is a milestone, not to mention Chinese names ofcourse L

I am a month old baby to Great Britain, so buses, roads, street names, people less roads are a nightmare to me! Though Monday was the interview, I planned to go and see the office location a day before. And I don’t regret for wasting my Sunday as well.

Thanks to google map, not for helping me find the route but for consoling me that the destination place is was at a walkable distance from bull ring (As bullring is the only place I know until now for sure shot in city centre).

Only in a confused state the whole world comes to give free advice, which in my case is not even free but spare a cup of coffee or plain cup cakes to friends who suggested me bus routes to St Paul Street.’” Take a 33 bus, get down in Bull ring and ask people there around for the route” (Cup cake for this L) (And where are people around in roads to ask routes, there is nobody man !!!!!!!!!)

Anyway clueless mind is better than confused one!

42,944, 974…. 7, 46,…. Yes 33 bus stop! Got into the bus and was searching for a conductor and was astonished to know that driver plays the role of the conductor as well! Blimey! What a surprise! Calm crowd unlike India where you can hear people discussing their family problems to a fellow passenger who is trying to console back. Crowdless and foot boardless buses where very impressive, meanwhile not to forget the racer drive, who changes directions and speed as he likes! Atlast got down in city centre and ventured the route by starting with “Excuse madam, can you please help me with where the St Paul’s Square is…………..? “

After all the vague instructions; spontaneous ‘I don’t know’s from people on the road, dirty stares and smiling people telling “I am equally new to this place honey!” (why is everybody traveling to UK L), I finally landed up in Griffin House, 18-19Ludgat Hill, St Paul Square, Birmingham !!!