It was 7am in the cold morning in New York; my heart was beating faster as I finished the immigration process and step forward to come out of the New York Airport . I was excited and happy but was scared, nervous and strong at the same time. As it was my first step in my life to be in the USA, my eyes were searching a young lady who will give me a big warm hug and say “Welcome to America Sunita”. As I come out of the Airport, I could see many people holding plates, banner and name to welcome their beloved one. I was also expecting someone from a group. In a sudden, I saw a healthy man of about 35 aged old who was holding a banner similar to World Pulse and I feel that he was staring at me.
I could not see what was in the banner (I have far distance eye sighted problem) thus I decided to go in front of the man to see the banner. With a heavy heart, I started walking towards him. As I walk I feel that the ground was shaking, my ears were becoming red, my heart was beating faster and I fell that I was holding my breath for awhile because I didn’t expect a man to welcome me. I thought there would be a young beautiful lady with a big smile.
He looks so strange to me. Thanks god he was not from World Pulse. I didn’t see anyone to welcome me so my nervousness start increasing but I tried to hide my nervousness my smiling. Suddenly many drivers start surrounding me asking whether I am waiting for a taxi or want their taxi. I didn’t exactly remember how many times I say “No, Thank you” to taxi drivers but yes I have said more than ten times. Then I thought to make a call at World Pulse office in Portland and know who will come to pick us. I tried looking at phone both then my eyes met a tall beautiful young lady who was searching something in her bag. I could hardly see her face but my heart so intimidated to see her.
My heart and brain was telling me that I know her. I have seen her somewhere. I have talk with her sometimes. But, I couldn’t see her face. I was so curious that I wanted to know her. Without thinking, I started walking towards her like a turtle. I stopped for a while and started peep her from a pillar. What she is searching in her bag?
My eyes were full of tears when she took out World pulse magazine from her bag. I leave my suitcase and ran towards her. Before I say something the beautiful lady said “Hi I am Jensine” and give me a big hug and continues “Welcome to New York my love. You must be Sunita.” I feel so blessed to be in her hug in the foreign land. Yes, she was Jensine Larsen, founder of World Pulse along with Ellie and one other. Please forgive me; I was so excited that I even forget her name. Then, Jackie came shouting, “Hi Jensine, I am Jackie from Bolivia”. I don’t know how to express my feelings at that time................ I have no words to explain..... We started taking pictures and sharing little bit about our journey. After some conversation, we decided to take a taxi to go to our Apartment.
Interestingly, I was talking some Nepali words with Ellie and the taxi driver talk with me in Nepali. He was my Nepali singer and a brother from Solukhumbhu, a remote place where the highest peak –Mount Everest is located. According to the Department of Foreign Employment (DoFE), a total of 128,576 Nepali people including 1,771 female migrate to various countries in search of better opportunities. He is one of them. He welcomed us with four free Nepali concert ticket which worth $35 each. I feel that I am not alone and people receive me as a family member. Finally we moved to our beautiful big apartment which had four beautiful rooms, two sitting (Common) space and a kitchen.
I was assigned to stay together with Malaypinas from Philippines which I feel more blessed to be in USA. It was not only about staying together but was also learning from each other experiences. To know more about Malaya, please refer here http://www.worldpulse.com/user/1209 At afternoon, we went to Food Emporium to buy some food. It was a huge food emporium where we can buy food from various countries, which was new to me. There were many choices of food so it was hard for me to decide what I want to eat that day. I was mostly busy on taking the pictures of food emporium.
At about 4pm, Malaya, my best roomies I ever had, came with her Mentor. It was nice meeting with Malaya Mentor but at the same time I was missing my mentor, Carol Anderson. I wish I could meet her that day. We started talking little bit about our background- where we are from and we are facing back in our country. When Malaya and Jackie were sharing their stories, the story they shared in Pulse wire is nothing compared to what they have gone through in their life. Malaya stories made me cry and realize me that there are much more we need to do to bring peace, harmony and equality in the world. The first day in US was not just meeting each other’s but was also a day to understand and support each others. To inspire and hold our hands together. It is just a beginning.
p.s.To know more about our tour please stay tuned. I will be back tomorrow.1Send Me Love