Essay Archive - Personal Writing: My New Life in India
Personal Writing: My New Life in India
Tap ... tap ... tap ... I looked up to see a blurry figure of my mother
tapping a few fingers on my shoulder. "Sorry to wake you up, Rishi, but me and
Daddy have something important to tell you." She was not smiling.
I got up, now fully awake, wondering what was going on. With my father
standing next to her, my mother crossed her arms and, in a tone that I knew
could not be argued with, stated, "We have decided to move to India
I was awestruck. My family is Indian, but I had never so much ....