on my 14-hour way to the city i felt hopeless, not because of me dropping out of uwed. for the first time was i going far from my family. not that i was coward. i had known several friends whom i met online. that was it.

i knew almost nothing about the city yet i always kept my smile - yes, kind of a reference to joker. barely used subway(always confused) and read a gmap. graduating a russian-speaking school was of some help in adapting to the metropolis. because i can only cook eggs and manti, my diet consists of tvorog, chicken, and olivye since my arrival.

first month passed depressing me with no job offer at all – straight rejections from everywhere. due to my naivety, i felt lonely. every day of mine passed with just a thought of not belonging here. surely ease comes after hardship - was in action.

a month passed, its november and i got my first job in Tashkent at Thompson. the staff was very supportive. worked at Drujba. adapted to working as a support guy here and i liked it. met new friends to whom i have a neverlasting respect.

during the period, got used to living alone being among many. it gave time to contemplate. i loved it. i owe to every person whom i met in my life. whatever your vision of me in you was, i really like you as a person. the world is a better place because you exist.

safar qaridi. rahmat!

#thankyou

we all need honest self-talks. the very moments where we lay everything out: the worries, the clutter, the thoughts that quietly occupy our mind. only then does our vision clear, and our presence in each moment become truly momentous.

having problems is very much okay; what’s hard is having a problem with having problems.
you have to choose which burdens you’ll truly own and filter out the rest as noise.

what often prevents this clarity is boredom. our deep discomfort with simply being alone with our thoughts.
to me, boredom is a state where you’re doing nothing but thinking.

so you better be bored way more than you think you should.