There is one thing about getting married and a compeletely another about getting married and moving to a different country with no family and friends from single days.
I've lived my whole life in Kuwait and now that my visa has expired with no further renewals, it has just hit me...Dubai will be my home now, this is gonna be my family and this is where I will grow old.
With no idea of where the streets are going or coming from, I am usually lost when I go out. I usually have no idea whether what I bought was expensive or cheap coz I dont know how this currency works (which drives my husband crazy- especially after I spent all his 20 dhirams on 2 ice lollies that dint have to be so expensive) and worst of all, I have no one to call to chit chat. I dont have my regular hair stylist here (just got a hair cut with annoying bangs that come in the way of everything I do) and I dont know who will understand my eye brows (and not make them look like am surprised all the time). I feel like am on that island in LOST, am so LOST.
well oh well...in few years I might get familiar with this new place and even defend it in a Kuwait-Dubai debate, but right now am very home sick.... I miss my building, I miss my cozy lil room, I miss my Salmiya streets and my favorite shawrma place and most of all I miss my daddy, my doting mom and my bossy sister.
I've lived my whole life in Kuwait and now that my visa has expired with no further renewals, it has just hit me...Dubai will be my home now, this is gonna be my family and this is where I will grow old.
With no idea of where the streets are going or coming from, I am usually lost when I go out. I usually have no idea whether what I bought was expensive or cheap coz I dont know how this currency works (which drives my husband crazy- especially after I spent all his 20 dhirams on 2 ice lollies that dint have to be so expensive) and worst of all, I have no one to call to chit chat. I dont have my regular hair stylist here (just got a hair cut with annoying bangs that come in the way of everything I do) and I dont know who will understand my eye brows (and not make them look like am surprised all the time). I feel like am on that island in LOST, am so LOST.
well oh well...in few years I might get familiar with this new place and even defend it in a Kuwait-Dubai debate, but right now am very home sick.... I miss my building, I miss my cozy lil room, I miss my Salmiya streets and my favorite shawrma place and most of all I miss my daddy, my doting mom and my bossy sister.
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