Moving to Canada was a sweet, unbelievable dream that one day came true. I was trying hard to achieve it and the moment I felt it in my hand, all the joy and its happiness. Vanished! I was stuck in a situation with no other options, foreign language, foreign everything because it itself was a foreign dream!
While my fingers are pushing different bottoms to convey most of my thoughts on this virtual diary, I am looking at the beautiful pink stained and foggy sunset outside. It was a terrible year when I was pushing my ass to get along with all the difficulties and made it possible to hit the score for my IELTS exam. Meanwhile I left part of my soul back home with My Father struggling with cancer at that time, could not believe I was trapped in the corner while stretching myself to the truth of looking for glim of hope in the future…
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