Education is a strong magnetic force for many. It pulls people from miles away in search of it. My life is no exception to this. I travelled across the Indian ocean and landed in India for further studies. It was last week of May that I got in India. I had shelter; my parents' flat but no facilities. It lacked furniture, and it was so difficult to set up a whole house for a single individual. I had to run errands and could not cope up with both education and handling my home. As they say,"one can not serve two masters at a go." My college was 1.5 hours away from home and I always had hectic schedule to an extent that I could not go to college daily and miss out a lot. The nights were no less than a horror movie. The flat seemed to be haunted at night though it was absolutely safe.
