I'm obsessed with wishes. 11:11. Birthday candles. Eyelashes. I never let any of them go. And while I wish for the new boots I saw at Forever 21 last Friday and I wish for an A on my English lit. paper and I wish for my mom to let me go to Tolo- my biggest wish has always been to go back home. I love my friends, I love the weather, and I love my life but the simple fact remains that I would choose to move back home just about any day of any time. Things are hard for Indians in the U.S. Our parents are basically like wardens most of the time- with curfews and absurd rules. We worry about our grades. There are so many stereotypes. And most importantly, we constantly have to deal with these cultural issues. Sometimes being Indian can be a burden...
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