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Aizhan Aapa

Date -07/09/2017

Aizhan Aapa is my first Friend here, besides Sujin Onni(my mentor). Actually her name is Aizhan but she is elder to me so I call her Aizhan Aapa. We both like it that way.

Aizhan Appa is from Kazistan and is majoring in Korean language here. It is her second year here and she will be here for two more years. Apart from studies, she also works as an assistant in the dormitory office on alternative days here.

Today I went for an evening walk with her. I always enjoy talking to her and spending some time with her. She is friendly, helpful and sweet. A lot of times when we are stuck with something or don't know how to do something in the dormitory she always tries to help her out. One day we got locked outside our room because all of us had forgotten our cards inside. Even on that day, she opened the door for us with the master card with a polite caution not to repeat the same mistake again.

She is a huge fan of Indian movies especially Shah Rukh Khan. Today we talked about her experience of being in South Korea and a bit about her recent trip to Malaysia. We also talked about our countries. She already know somethings about India but I don't know much about her place. So probably I will try to search and read about her country. Now I also want to know about her place.

But the evening walk was a nice treat for an otherwise regular day.

P.S.
Everyone asks me, how can you speak so much don't you get tired and my answer is always a no accompanied with a laugh.

But for the first time today I was actually tired and my jaws were aching with practice in today's Korean language class. But good thing is we have completed our Alphabets lesson today. Now I need to practice a bit and I can read everything in Korean. Yuppy.... :)

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