I was sitting on a lone bench thinking about what could possibly happen next to my life. Like I already had tragedies left to face. I already left home, my parents and my comfort to come to this alien country alone I had no idea about, except from those movies I watched back in time.
There across a large endless river and buildings sky high, I had all I wanted and a place I desired to be at. I knew the journey wouldn’t be easy but at the same time knew something was pulling me to this wonderful city world lusted over the ages. They called it perfect, they called it marvelous, they even called life easy there. I still knew it was a lie but there was something I that pulled me to it like a non repelling force grasping me towards it. I dared to step into this beautiful city that was perfect in its own way. People never cared what the person next to you did nor did they have want to interfere in your life. I though life was sorted but soon I realized it came with all the complications it could come with.
I came to this place as an undergrad student. First six months life played no ups and downs with me it made me want to love this place more than anything. My parents had sorted my school to study at my dorm room to live it. But as time passed and I got to know this alien country, I realized am the only one who doesn’t care working or who doesn’t care how money came to life. I was sitting here enjoying my luxury on my parents money since, in my country no one worked until they graduated. It left me in a big aww to figure out what I was doing with my life. Few months passed by and I started living off-campus, life became like a ongoing struggle to me. Sometimes, I battled with my studies other times I battled with bills to be paid and rest that was left I had was the responsibility to battle with. All I could say is I survived and so will so you. Gerard Kenny said it true “City so good, that they named it twice. New York, NY”