Himalayas To Skyscrapers

Lately, the blogs have been more about philosophical ideas than my day-to-day updates. So here I bring summer 2025 all in all. A three-month-and-a-half-day holiday, wow. Even the idea of it brings joy and delight. Now a sophomoreee. Freshman year was amazing, not always, but with all the stress in my head and fun side by side, a year passed. One thing that stayed with me was the time I was moving out of the dorm. As an international student, when I saw parents and families coming to help their children move out, there I was, packing my things all alone, all lost, with no idea where to start or how to wrap things up. It reminded me of how Mamu just knows what to do and how to do it. It reminded me of how Baba would come with people who could lift all those heavy things around and help us move out. As a child, when moving out of home, I barely did anything. I would go to school at one home and return to the other. But this time it was completely different and, to be honest, really lonely...