My Life In India As A Nigerian Student (Thank God I Made It! Baba God Noni)

When I went to India to begin my under graduate program in July 2014, I was barely 18, it was my first time out of the country. Before I arrived on India’s soil I had heard so many Africans were there, specifically Nigerians.
In India, my focus was on studying hard, doing my parents proud, getting to know the people and culture and, hopefully, learning to speak the language. While I only managed to acquire a smidgen of that, I gained great insight into the nation, Politically, economically, and spiritually. If I could describe the local people who I met in three words they would be: Kind, loving, and welcoming. But my experience helped me to understand that Indian culture carries its share of complex and ugly features too.
As an African, I could relate to what it means to be misunderstood, underrepresented, and discriminated. But I developed the ability to understand issues from other points of view while living and studying in India.
As a HRM student, I often found myself to be the only African or one of just a few Africans in my classes. Such an experience really allowed me to learn from the perspectives of my cosmopolitan classmates who hailed from countries such as, Pakistan, Nepal, Sudan, Tanzania, Uganda etc. It was a special chance to view my homeland through the lens of so many non-Nigerian. Many of them desired to visit Nigeria. in search of greater opportunity but were also cognizant of the country's ills.
Pursuing my education in India taught me the virtue of humility, and the value of diversity. I will say it was really God all the way, Baba God noni. It wasn’t easy, but it was really worth it.
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