Was chatting with my cousin who moved to Canada more than a year ago for higher education. We’ve been trying to meet for a while now, and she almost made it here and then had to cancel due to other commitments. She was talking about how life in the west is hard, and everyone’s always busy and she misses the life she had in India and a certain carefreeness to it, not to mention all the cousins and brothers/sisters that she misses (who i miss too, but now I am so far disconnected with them we dont matter to each other). In my mind and heart i am like cousin, just go back. Just go back. Its not worth it. She knows it too, but I didnt say it loud. I wish she goes back to India before its too late.