It had been a week since I had started my classes in the university and I could not help but compare the academic environment of Sahababad with the one I had lived through in India. By then everything was fun for my curiosity was at a peak. It was difficult to adapt to the lifestyle of a native Sahababadian student with super strict restrictions.
I am still grateful to Farhana for guiding me through or I would have been rotting in jail by now. Although I had been in Pakistan and Germany for somewhat similar tenure and program, it felt so different in Sahababad. I found Pakistan somewhat easier going for it had been hardly differentiating with that of Indian culture─ they lived the same way, thought the same way, reacted the same way. On anything, they welcomed me more warmly unlike people
