I moved out of my parents’ home when I was 18, spent all my twenties living in hostels and paying guest accommodations. To say the least, it has been an amazing experience. Now that I am setting up my own home, I look back at those years with fondness, the years that helped me grow and learn some very important life skills.
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But some things are beyond repair 😛
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Stitching – Something as simple as stitching can save your heart from breaking and give you a stress free online shopping experience. ‘When in doubt order a bigger size’ has been my motto, but when the sleeve of the dress starts drooping or the hemline is too long, one needs to know how to twiddle a needle and make it look perfect.
In addition, the charge for altering clothes in Sydney sometimes exceed the price of the dress itself. Ranging from $7 to $35 for just ‘cut and sew’. My mom had packed a sewing kit in my luggage when I said my first Goodbye. Initially, my awesome roommate (appalled by my extraordinary stitching talent) would snatch the Kurtis from my hand and do it for me. But time teaches you stuffs … and this is one of them.
Talking – Being painfully shy meant I had zero confidence to even ask for basic things, like buying potatoes from the Grocery Bhaiya. Moreover, my first workplace was Chennai, which meant I learnt the sign language first and then talking. How to talk to the Cleaning Lady without offending her, how to ask the landlord to provide water every day, how to bargain with Auto bhaiya, how to make friends … sounds like a book by Shiv Khera, but hey, this is how life goes.
I have also learnt to give people the benefit of doubt. The difference in language and accent can sometimes make people sound more rude than they actually are.
Cooking – “Learn at least one dish that you can cook with confidence, not for anybody else, but for yourself”. This was a piece of advice that my Dad gave me before I left home, which in short meant – learn something that won’t burn the house down. He knows what a disastrous cook I am. The first few months resulted in enormous phone bills when I would call my mom to ask the ratio of water and rice or whether the turmeric goes first or the Chilli powder. In fact I even wrote a post on the Art of Peeling a Potato (which I am still terrible at). Let’s just say over the years, both my husband and I have learnt to survive on each other’s cooking 🙂
Considerate – Living with 150 odd girls surely teach you how to be considerate. To be careful if you are encroaching on the privacy of others, to mince your words before you say it, to be accommodating. Though, I do realize now that back then I had faltered on many occasions, said or done things that I am not very proud of. Probably it’s a part of growing up too, you learn to read between the lines – To make an attempt to understand people, to respect their life choices , opinions and private space.
Love the solitude – When you are surrounded by parents, their siblings and your siblings – living alone is a scary business. So when it is Diwali time and there’s no one around, you got just one solution – ‘Deal with it’, without cribbing to people or on social media. Be it eating alone in restaurants, shop without girlfriends, travel without partner, nursing a wound, movie marathons or cooking just for myself, I have done it all and I love it. Not everyone can be there to sort matters for me. All these years away from home have trained me that I can really look after myself, and others too (as long as I don’t watch Conjuring or Annabelle)
oh Yes all the skills discovered when not surrounded by family. I was in that situation when I was 32 years old. I thought it was so funny that I never lived alone in my whole life. For the first time, in my life, I had to make my own decisions and there was no one to ask as phone was not on, blah blah, net was patchy. I survived and learnt a lot. Everyone should do that, once in a lifetime.
It's so nice to read about your experience. I can understand how it must have felt, those are exciting times… to figure out things on our own.
That was such a fun read. The experiences that we have and the things that we learn. Amazing! Though you miss their protective cocoon, being on your own really makes you develop skills. I laughed out loud at that skirt picture and also the image you shared for cooking. 😀
The image on cooking is the story of my life 😛 Yes, we learn so much on our own … I feel it's a very important step for personal growth.
This is such an amazing post Raj! I totally enjoyed it! I have practically never lived alone and am quite envious of….practically the whole world that seems to have done it at some point in life! My elder kid plans to go abroad for further studies and I am pretty daunted when I think how unprepared she is! But I guess it is sometimes good to learn things the hard way. Basic life-skills are what I am trying to tell her pick first, but right now its just falling on deaf ears! Loved this post!
I am pretty sure she will learn a lot and handle situations well when time comes. My dad was pretty insistent on making me live in hostel and learn about life. I was a painfully shy hopeless case 😛
Ayyo thanni illaye. Enna panradhu?
Kulikkadhey
Ennamma. Aloo venuma? 50 rupaa kilo.
50 rupee too much.
nee IT girl. Kudutha enna?
hahaha thankfully I can understand that now 😀
That skirt's some cool fashion! Reminds me of a fancy dress competition in college when I went as half and half – one side male and the other female. Experience is such a great teacher, Raj! And you're an amazing woman! All I can see is how wonderful you are at writing and photography and your big warm heart! Hugs! Loved your post!
hahaha 😀 Online shopping involves all kinds of disasters 😛 Thank you so much Vidya. You words are so encouraging and uplifting 😀
Can't stop laughing at the picture of the skirt. Agree to all you said. I moved out well into my 20s from Lucknow to Bombay! Boy the things I had to learn!
I would love to know your learnings too 😀 Lucknow to Bombay is like a huge move 😀
For me it was ironing clothes, washing all my formals myself, learning the routes to places, remembering public transport numbers and reading google maps. It was tough at first but gave me a sense of independence.
I am still terrible at reading google maps… hahaha missed so many turns and U turns 😛
Thank you for stopping by 😀
I was also 17 when I left home and I would not have it any other way. So many lessons in life living away from family than it feels rich by experiences.
Yes – Diwali alone and I have never been on social media crying 😀
True isn't it… loved those years 😀
These experiences are a few months away for me as I begin my days in a hostel for the first time. I only just have the beginner excitement for now..guess the scary part comes later!
I wish you good luck … Hope you have an awesome time experiencing this new phase 🙂
I quite relate to quite a few things here, coz I've been away from home on and off. You seem to have pulled off pretty well! And hey, I guess peeling potatoes sure gets better with practice. 😉
Took a decade to learn all those stuffs. Ahh peeling potato is such a struggle 😛