When Home is Over the Sea

Immigrant life during the pandemic.

It had been three years since I saw mom.

Dad had called to tell me that she was sick. Really sick. Back then, the pandemic had not yet hit. I was free to go.

I didn’t pack or change into regular shoes. I jumped on a train to the nearest airport with a passport and a credit card in my pocket, work shoes still…

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Sruthi Korlakunta

I write on tech, books, and lifestyle. | Data analyst | Made human by all the people who love me.