It was first day when I landed on this unknown land, I had 2 suitcase which were my entire life that I packed in and took a flight and travelled all across the world just in hope of better future.

I see everyone on airport trying to locate their luggage, I follow this beautiful family who was on same flight they were also trying to find their luggage. I reached the conveyer belt where everyone's luggage was arriving, I stand there looking for my bag and I thought if my father were to be here I would not have to worry about any of these, he would have just took care of my bags, they were heavy. I see my bags thrown on the belt and when they reached me I tried to gram them but no luck, they just went ahead was did not able to pull them off. Then I realized no one was going to help me pull if off yourself! After one round of not getting the bags I pulled it again and got them this time. First obstacle clear.

I was going to be picked up from some of my relatives and was going to stay at their place for few weeks. They were waiting for me outside of the airport when they saw me recorded a video and sent to my family, I was not at all looking good, sleep deprived, needed to bath, change clothes. I reach their place in a car and pass out right in the car, woke up when reached home. I called my mother, talked to her for a while, felt like crying and telling her I want to come back, I want to see you but it wasn't even 24 hours, I had to be strong and independent they wanted me to be that so faked it and made them believe that it was amazing did not tell them that I threw up in entire flight that my body did not like been flying. They seemed happy that I was doing what I wanted but deeply they wanted me back home with them. My relatives, amazing people they tried their best to make me feel at home, but the fact was I already left the home and there is no home anymore! I cannot find a home anymore!