Last updated on September 25th, 2020
I clearly remember the day when I moved to Australia for the first time. I had a weird feeling, a feeling of anxiety and excitement at the same time.
I was excited about the new life, new opportunities, but most importantly that I finally made it here. I was excited that the planning stage was over, now it was time for execution.
On the other hand, the anxiety was creeping into my mind slowly. I was worried as hell, how am I gonna survive without my family for the initial few months.
The Big Bag Of Uncertainty
I had a very stable life in India. I owned two houses. I had a well-paying job which was closer to my home, a wide circle of relatives and friends and a relatively good work-life balance. My cute little daughter was just a year old.
