Eight years ago, I was lucky enough to meet a bunch of beautiful individuals who came from different backgrounds. I was optimistic and full of hope then, as if nothing will shatter my dreams as I took on my first step to a whole new world, first world country, that is Dubai.
The first country I’ve ever set foot into saved my own. The first time I was away with my family, living independently. Those beautiful individuals became good friends who took care of me during my toughest plight and lowest point. I’m really grateful and feeling nostalgic, reminiscing those days we shared laughters, conversations, sadness, tears, book reviews, tears for Harry Potter. I miss them.