Jiya,s pov
Slowly I'm organising everything. I'm thinking about what to take and what not to take. There are so many things I need that I don't even have. But right now, I don't have the money to buy them either. In the middle of all this, I'm thinking about how selfish I am, leaving my parents in such a situation and going away. It makes me really sad when I think about it. I wanted to get a job there, but I never wanted it to be this way either. Everything could have turned out so beautifully today, right? But it didn't, so what else can I do.
I talked to my mom about this, and she told me, "Don't worry about all these things. It's really important for you to get a job now, and you've got a job there. We're very happy about it. So don't worry about anything and just go. Your father and I are fine; don't worry about us."
But along with all this, I'm stressing about some other things too. A new country. Everything will be new – how will I manage? I couldn't figure it out. A new place, a new environment, the language, the culture – everything is different. I don't know how I will adjust.
I started packing my bag properly. Mom helped me, and dad kept saying, "Take this, take that. Look after yourself well in that other country. Take care of yourself." Both of them kept saying these things together.
Tomorrow at 5 is my flight. After doing everything, while working here and there, mom kept crying from time to time. Dad couldn't help because he is completely bedridden. He can only slightly adjust himself on the bed and lift his head a bit to speak. Still, dad was telling me what things I needed to take. Finally, everything was packed.
Mom and I took dad's food to his bed so we could eat together. We all ate together. After eating, mom and I cleaned up together. That was my last dinner here. Thinking about leaving tomorrow felt so bad. I have never been away from dad in my life, but this time I have to go for the first time.
After finishing everything, dad called me and pulled me into his chest and hugged me tightly.
He said, "My child, become very successful in life. Once you leave home, no one really returns the same way. That's life. Listen, if you keep working and you really love what you do, then just keep doing that work. Never look back. Keep doing it as long as you can. We are always with you. And don't worry about us, we're fine. I can't go to the airport with you tomorrow, you understand that. So, go safely tomorrow and call us as soon as you reach."
Hearing those words, the three of us didn't even realise when we all started crying. We just fell silent. Dad and mom both kissed me on my head. The three of us hugged together. After that, I went to my room and took out my diary where I had written "Dear Alex." I opened it and wrote, "Finally, I will be able to see you." I closed the diary and kept it in my bag.
I had my locket's chain around my neck. I don't always wear it because I'm allergic to jewellery. I can't wear jewellery for too long. I held the locket tightly to my chest and cried a lot. I felt so much sadness and happiness at the same time. I can't even explain what I was feeling inside. Eventually, I fell asleep like that.
The next morning, after waking up and getting fresh, I had lunch once. Mom had cooked my favourite biryani. After eating, I slowly started getting ready. Now it was time to say goodbye – the hardest part.
Mom was crying a lot. I hugged her and cried too. Then I hugged dad. Dad kissed me on the head and blessed me. I took my suitcase and then it was time to say those words:
"Mom, dad, I'm going. You both take care."
Tears were falling from my eyes. Dad said, "You have to say it – see you soon".
Mom, dad
See you soon😔