My Experience Abroad

I come from a traditional family that has humongous expectation from me. They try to see me grow and expand as a spiritual and educated human being. My dad is my role model and he has a huge influence on me, he wants me to be the best I can possibly be. As a father, I understand where is he coming from, trying to insure my future, but the pressure sometimes gets to me, trying to live up to his expectations. I have my own dreams in life, but some of my dreams were deferred for the satisfaction of my family. My dad wants me to be fluent in English, and maybe learn another language later on in life; he also wants me to expand as a spiritual person by learning and studying other cultures which will make me the superior person they always wanted to see and to be proud of.
When I was fifteen-years-old my dad sent me to India, a place that I have never been to. He wanted me to go there as an exchange student and live with a family for three months. He was under the impression that my English will improve over there, but in fact he was mistaken. It was a struggle for me to leave my family and friends and travel at young age, but I had to live up to my family’s expectations. When I first arrived to India I left abandoned, I didn’t know anyone there. I didn’t know what to do or where to go at that time the challenge begins and starts the changing point of my life , so I had to take the train on my own to go to the city where I was supposed to stay for the next three months. The family greeted me kindly and made me feel welcomed. The only problem is I didn’t feel like I was at home, I felt like a guest even though they all kept telling me “this is your home now.” I thought about my family constantly therefore, I had to keep in touch with them most of the time. However, I had to take responsibility at a young age and do my best to stay strong even though I always felt insecure and thought about going back to my country, but I didn’t want to disappoint my family hence I had