How are you liking Belgium? I get this question atleast once a day, and if its a busy day, sometimes three times too.
When Shailin & I got engaged, we didn’t know where we would be living. It would be a mutual decision, but I was aware since years of dating Shailin that his work might command him to live majority of the year in Belgium, and since my work was not bound to geographical limits, it was definitely an option. Although, inside my heart, I hoped we would cohesively settle on India. I had an awesome work set up, physically and strategically, that I was extremely happy with, my entire family lived there, I saw my dad and my brother every day at work (we shared a space) and I had a small set of the most wonderful friends a girl could ask for. Moms hugs were a mere 15 minutes from where I would be living too.
Couple of months before our wedding, it was decided it would be Belgium for majority of the year. I had been made prepared for this since years and yet I found myself being so so so upset. Shailin insisted this would be the best decision for ‘us’, that I was going to absolutely love it, that I could now take my work to an international level and I could always travel back every month to India if my work commanded it. I trusted him.
It’s been three months today since I came to Belgium and like every other newly married girl, I’m still finding my way around this new life. When someone would tell me how different it would be after marriage, oh boy, I did not even imagine this magnitude of difference. Every little thing is new. Every little thing makes me think of my parents. Every little thing is a big deal in my head.
I’m not sure I’m in a place right now to even categorically say how I’m feeling. Work, on one hand, has never ever been BETTER. I absolutely LOVE creating content in Europe, being exposed to a fresh new way of fashion, of talent, of influencing. I have so much more direction in my professional life. At the same time, I miss home, I miss my parents, my grandparents, my brother, my sisters, my best friends so much. But then again – every minute I spend living with Shailin feels like nothing could make me happier. Oh then again, how I miss my noisy Bombay and the traffic and the smell of jugaad. And yet, I’ve travelled more in the last 3 months than I have in the last 3 years. I guess it’s an ‘I don’t know’ phase and I’m beginning to accept that. Most importantly – I’ve decided to make the most of where I am, rather than wishing to be someplace else.
It’s the exciting start of a new journey and I can only hope that a year later he turns around and says – ‘Oh MM, I told you so’