For someone who has lived in one city for more than twenty years, the going gets tough when suddenly that someone has to leave to live in a new city. I relocated but with it came depression and a feeling of “where am I?” The first few days flew with the blink of an eye as they were filled with countless activities – receiving goods, buying new stuffs for the house, setting up the kitchen and with all these, setting up my mind and getting prepared for whatever was about to come next. And what came next was not very pleasant: harsh winter in a dry city, which I was not prepared for. God seemed to be cruel and conspiring against me. The days were punctuated by long hours of power-cuts, which made living in the rooms unbearable due to the cold. I was forced to stay out on the terrace for much of the daytime, taking pleasure in the warmth of the bright sun. This is when I began to see things differently. I knew life had to go on and so suddenly decided to make the most of whatever came my way. The days that followed were spent by:
- Watching birds, especially the tiny ones that chirped all day and the green free parrots that spoke relentlessly, giving me company
- Smelling the air that brought in nature’s fragrances
- Admiring the white cotton clouds that changed shapes every now and then
- Watching amazing sunsets that painted the sky purple and red
- Interacting with stray dogs, feeding them and making them the closest friends of lonely times
- Talking to a pigeon that made a nest in the chimney, hearing her feed her chicks and seeing her teach her babies to fly with utmost pleasure
- Shooting images of all kinds of subjects like abstracts, nature, insects and candle light
- Reading books, especially the motivating ones that helped me gain more confidence
When the lights came back and the interiors were warm enough, I tried out innumerable recipes – a new one each day
Between all these activities, I tried to learn something new every day – about blogging, about freelancing, about marketing, about animals or new destinations and about the goodness of yoga. I also took up work from home options and enjoyed the freedom of working independently. The relocation helped me gain valuable experience, which in turn gradually taught me to cope with life in a new city.
People around the world get caught in the web of depression and often take their own lives when they go to a new city or are left on their own. I wonder why? There is so much to do, so much to learn, so much to take care of, so much to change and so much to love. One lifetime is not enough to delve into the depths of all that the world has to give. So we must always try to search for all the gifts hidden in all that is mundane.