LIFE OF EVERY SMALL TOWN GIRL

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The dream of every girl in a small city is like that cutting chai, she can never have it enough. Well, that’s the beauty of it. You can’t wait to explore the rest of the world. But this exploring does cost you a lot of things other than money. From the morning tea to the dinner everything will be felt incomplete, without the vibes of your own town, the “maa ke hath ka khana” and chirpy cousins will be so missed every now and then. The so much of groomed life in the new city will be difficult to digest but still, it is going to be worth it. Your colleagues will be vague in the beginning, seeing them so dolled up every day will make you think about your wardrobe twice after going home. Ouch, this traffic and everything is so new and weird, but hey girl it’s okay you will sustain all this.

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Here are a few hardships which every small town goes through when she shifts to a new big city.

You probably won’t get their pop culture references.

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There are so many things people will bring up from their childhood that go over my head since we didn’t really have TV, and neither did my friends. On top of that, cool trends took a few extra years to get to us, so what we thought was cool probably won’t match up with what you thought was cool. I can tell you all about the imaginary games we played growing up, or how we’d drive two hours to go to the mall or get ice cream in the next town over, or how as we got older we’d have parties in the woods or go on hikes, but that’s about it. No, I’m not a time traveler, that is the stuff we actually got up to in my small town.

You won’t be glued to your smartphone.

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Growing up in my town there was no service, and everyone knew where everything was. I had a Nokia flip phone toward the tail end of my senior year of high school, but it was mostly a useless hunk of metal. I thought of my phone as this weird machine that would turn on during the few times I went to a town or city big enough for cell service, and then I’d use it to call my parents and tell them I was okay and would be home soon. Entering a world where service was everywhere and everyone was already addicted to their phones was a rude awakening. I now own a smartphone, but I still encounter constant friction for being someone who just isn’t glued to it. If I’m hanging out with someone, I would rather sit and talk. I see fooling around on the Internet as something to do alone and texting as something you do when you want to meet up with someone.

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Making new friends will be a learning curve.

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It’s a well-documented fact that I’m a shy girl. I’ve learned to adapt as I’ve gotten older, but coming from a small town certainly didn’t do me any favors. Since I grew up knowing everyone already when I got to the city I was completely unequipped to make new friends. I had no idea how to do it. I was used to my friends being people I had known for years, and not having to worry about meeting anyone new. After a few years living in the city, I eventually got over my fear of telling people that I think they’re cool and they should hang out with me, but I would be lying if I said it wasn’t a little rough at first.

Over-politeness.

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I’ve only recently started to grow out of this, but one of my biggest small town traits was being overly polite about everything. I think it comes from the fact that when you know everyone in town you don’t want to upset anyone or get a reputation for being mean. Also, half the time if you meet a stranger they’re going to know someone you already know, so there is really no point in being mean because it will come back to bite you eventually. So you often find yourself being overly nice even when you didn’t want to be. Luckily (or unluckily) New York has made quick work of this habit, but at the end of the day, I’m still the girl who is going to apologize when you step on my toe.

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