Shifting base to a foreign country can be an exhilarating yet perplexing exercise. Depending on how different the new country is from your home, you can feel anywhere from “right-at- home” to “ I have just landed on Saturn’s twenty ninth ring”….I know the feeling very well. Have had to go through it a few times in my less than three decades worth of existence.I come from a chaotic, secular, ever- burgeoning, bustling metropolis with a population that is five times (possibly more) that of the country that I now live in- Qatar.
A city that is famed for its lakes, parks and benevolent climate (maybe not quite so, these days!). A city that has more engineers per capita than any other place in the world. A city that maximised and grew with the IT revolution in the late nineties and early part of this millennium.
A city with dozens of British- age schools and scores of new age pubs. A city with an 11: 30 pm deadline for eateries, restaurants, pubs and discotheques.A city rife with new- world chicanery but still trying to hold on to it’s old- world mores and values. Brassy, audacious glass towers intermingling with quaint stone structures and historical monuments.
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