A year ago today, there were tears in my eyes.
As I bid goodbye to my home in Tokyo, my feelings heavier than the luggage I’m dragging to the nearest train station, I thought of the happy times and the once-in-a-lifetime opportunities this chance to live in Japan gave me. I kept on remembering the carefree days while instructing myself to start to accept that I’ve had so many precious moments here and today is its last. My tears were my goodbyes to the busy streets, trains, food shops and my favorite second-hand toy stop.
Above all I was saddest that I am leaving the friends that I have just met. Along with my sadness, longing, tears and fears, I started to accept.
A year ago today, I faced an entirely different life. From the hustling life in Tokyo, I went north to Niigata, the rice capital of Japan. From buildings to ricefields, yes. That’s how I got a taste of both worlds in a day last year.
A year ago today, I was full of fear. Out of pressure mostly since I wouldn’t be this priveleged, by privellge alone. Of course, I had my duties along with this opportunity and being in Niigata meant things got more serious that time. As I have to work with actual engineering design company whilst studying Japanese language, having that one bottle of sake (Japanese alcohol) for my first night in Niigata was a perfect welcome.
A year ago today, was my first day in Niigata. A year ago today, I was afraid. I was doubtful, I wanted to stay amd live with my friends in Tokyo.
But why am I writing this?
Because unknowingly, a year ago today, I reached home.
A year I will never forget.
A year I wished I could experience again.