The moon appears bigger here
It’s been six months since we migrated to Sydney. And my mother says she misses me and that she is sad.
Then I tell her, even when I was in Sri Lanka I was not at home. I didn’t go home every weekend because I had lectures on both Saturday and Sunday in Kelaniya university as I had started following an MBA even before I got married.
If I knew earlier that I would give up my MBA and migrate I could have spent my weekend with my parents.
The struggle of being away home is common to most people after entering uni.
And it continued for me as I couldn’t find a job elsewhere other than the Colombo district.
Being an IT graduate, I had hard luck in finding a job in a place that is easy travel from home. I had once taken up a job in Vocational Training Institute in Gannoruwa as an instructor. I wore one of my sister’s saree and went to work there first day. I didn’t enjoy it much; perhaps due to the government office style they were functioning. Around 5.30 pm I got into a Kandy-Colombo bus hoping to get down at Karandupana (my home village), but I dozed off and by the time I opened my eyes the bus stopped in Kegalle town. I got down and took another bus to Karandupana. Once I got home I ponded over the first day experience at VTA, there was nothing much to complain about. But I didn’t like it, it felt like not my kind of thing to do. I knew I would be unhappy there and that I might decide to give up the job sooner or later. I told my parents that I don’t want to work there anymore and the next day I informed the VTA office that I’m resigning. That was the only time that I wore a saree to work.
I wish I had spent more time with my parents but since I became a student tin SLIIT I was mostly away from home.
And now, residing in Sydney I speak to my parents over a video call few times a week.
Other than the cold weather and public smoking I almost like everything in Sydney. Probably what I like most is the public transportation. One a full moon day when I looked at the moon-let sky I felt the moon appears bigger than it was in Sri Lanka. Maybe it is an allusion or maybe it really appears bigger, I should google about it.
My husband and I had been lucky, we both got jobs in Sydney CBD within 2 months of our arrival, and we could stay with my sister and brother-in-law. I got a software testing contract job and in October I’m joining another company in North Sydney for a permanent position.
What Sydney has in store for us, we don’t know. I’m not scared about the future as long as I have my husband with me. He had been there always for me encouraging to do the things I like. What Sydney has in store for me, we’ll get to know in the coming years. I promise I will write about them.