I was 12 years old when I first fell in love with the city of New York. In my pink jacket and matching bag, I strutted the streets with admiration and awe. The buildings stood taller than anything I had ever seen, the store displays dazzled every block, and the people had a mysterious appeal. Everyone seemed occupied, yet so alive. It was magic, and this was going to be my fairytale.
9 years later and the city still gives me butterflies. Strolling the streets without a purpose, running along east river, smelling coffee on every street corner, hailing a yellow cab, meeting new people, shopping with friends, listening to talented street performers, admiring street art. Sometimes, it all feels just like that – a fairytale.
As with everything else, there are perks of cons of living in a vibrant city like New York. It’s loud, smelly and crowded. It’s tiring, and sometimes you feel exhausted. Sometimes you are sick of the polluted air and rude pedestrians.
Yet, that’s the charm of New York. It’s a chaotic, wonderful mess of a city that complements my dynamic personality in a way that makes me feel complete. Happy. It’s good to be back!