Of Friendships and Goodbyes
<p>It’s now four weeks (one month) since I packed my bags — suitcases if we are being detailed, said goodbye to my family and friends and moved to a new country to study for a Masters in Business Administration (MBA). Although I had a year to plan and was excited about the move, I still found the process extremely draining and tedious.</p>
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<p>Did it really happen if there’s no Selfie to prove?</p>
<p>This post isn’t really about my experiences in this new country and city, or studying in one of the top Business Schools in the world, although those deserve a post on their own, whether or not I’ll write them is a different conversation.</p>
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