My friend today reminded me of a landmark. It didn't even occur to me with all the events going on right now in my life. Ironically, it is precisely the very beginning of this end that I completely forgot about.

Confused?? It's normal don't fret.

Today (today in India, tomorrow in USA) marks the completion of 2 years of my stay in USA. I still remember (although vaguely: Courtesy my memory) the first day (or rather night) when I reached here. Not to mention the travel from India, which was the first time I traveled by air (ignoring one such flight in one "vayudoot" back in 90s) and so far a distance from home. Nothing could prepare you for such a journey. No matter how many forums you browsed, how many people you talked to, how many movies you watch, it's completely different experiencing it first hand.

Now, 2 years later, $30,000 poorer, I look back at the those days of uncertainty, fraught with worries (of appearing as a FOB) and tension, which now seems like a "distant past", as my friend suggested. Not to me I said, perhaps not realizing what it means.

I am at the end of another degree. The one goal of these 2yrs. Others would say, the goal was achieved long back, when we first set our foot on the US soil (or floor after the Immigrations) for those others believe that once you are here, you are here to stay and earn (must add that).

2 years.. 2 seems to trivialize the issue, and years does otherwise.

For me, it has been a journey which I would like to forget. Perhaps, as a concession, remind me at the back of my head that the future is based on these 2years of struggle.

Thanks to everyone who made it possible.