It took me more than a week to settle back in, after coming from a home trip of four weeks. My body experienced jet lag for 2 days, but what about my mind?
Leaving from my home country has always been so hard. I remember the day I left. I was sitting in the cab.. My mom, dad, sister and niece, all were waving at me, and I was crying & crying... knowing that I won't see them before another year or so. My mind was filled with a single thought: I am being separated from them by thousands of miles. Chatting/skype is not the same as living with them. I feel helpless ... I should be with them when they are facing some problems in their lives.. Instead, I feel as if I am a spectator, watching them from far.
I know that eventually I will get used to the life. The coursework and the projects are enough to keep me occupied. Or so I hope.
