The day was February 28, 1994 and the time had finally come for Rama. She had been waiting almost 2 years after getting married to be with her husband, Govind, who was living in America.
It was an average day In Hyderabad, India about eighty degrees with clear skies. As she got out of the car and onto the airport grounds, she saw about a hundred relatives around, Brothers, sisters, cousins, aunts and uncles stood calmly, with sad expressions on their faces. As they said their goodbyes, a garland of flowers was put around her neck by her father for good luck. As tears rolled down her eyes, she knew that everyone would always be there for her, no matter where she went.
After she had parted with her family, she boarded her flight on Qatar Airways. The plane had been like nothing she had ever seen, as it had been the first international flight that she had been on. The flight itself took her to Qatar, where she was forced to stay overnight due to a ten-hour delay. From Qatar, she went to London for a shorter three-hour delay, from there it was to New York City.
When she landed at JFK airport in New York, she was astonished by how much more advanced everything was as opposed to back in India. Taking her first steps outside the airport, she witnessed snow for the first time. After a bit of waiting, she was picked up by her husband’s brother, Ramesh and went to New Jersey. As she left New York she had seen a massive bridge, known as the Verrazano, which she crossed. Being a typical city, she was stuck in traffic for an hour.
Once they had arrived at their destination, she had seen the reality of her new living conditions. They arrived at a small hotel in Elizabeth, NJ known as Knights Inn. Her husband managed the hotel, while his family members worked there. She was taken into a small room with a bed, bathroom, and small kitchen crammed into it. There, about seven family members lived in the room. She was shocked, as she thought that people in America lived better than back in India. But, through this she was calmed as well. Living in these conditions bought up a tightly knit family, which reminded her of back home. She had accepted that this was her new home and began to work as a receptionist for the front desk. After all, it would only get better from there.