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My Journey as an exchange student begins

Date - 27/08/2017

I am an undergraduate student of Shoolini University. I am going for a Student Exchange Program in this semester to Gachon University in South Korea.

Today with our flight from Dharamshala to Delhi my journey began. But actually this process started around three months back when I submitted my application and applied for the passport.

I came across many hurdles in this process. When we were finally relaxed that everything has been done, situation in the neighbouring states got critical. We weren't worried so much about reaching Seoul as much as we were worried about reaching our National Capital to catch out flight.

Finally, in the morning when our air tickets to Delhi got confirmed we finally took a sigh of relief. Our parents made sure despite all the odds we reach Delhi on time and everything goes smoothly.

All the hard work is finally worth it. I still remember 14th July of this year. It was the birthday of my favourite teacher and I saw the email confirming my selection in the Student Exchange.    

I had already assumed that my application had been cancelled because I submitted my Passport really late. But when I saw that email, I just could not believe it.

 I got so excited that it took me around an hour to finally digest and contain this good news. I just felt on top of the world. It is my first trip abroad and the biggest thing of my Life so far.

We have finally reached Delhi Airport and today I invite you to accompany me in my journey as an Exchange Student Program. Stay tuned.

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