I know, I know — Princess Treatment? Really?
But hear me out.

Back home in India, life had its comforts. You didn’t have to walk too far for things. A few calls here and there, and everything you needed showed up. Sure, you needed money, but even a middle-class family could afford these small luxuries.

I remember standing in my old room — plain cream walls, nothing exciting. My best friend, the pretty lady herself, walks in and says, “You really need to bring your vibe in here.”
I agreed, but had no clue what to do about it.

Two days later, I had a plan. Found a contractor, made a few calls, and within 10 minutes, four or five workmen were at my place. Paint, shelves, fairy lights — you name it. By the next week, I had a completely new room. Easy. A few bucks, a little boss energy, and there you go.

Then I moved to Dublin.
Reality check.

I needed a desk and a chair. Ordered them from Amazon, feeling all grown up. Then came the horror — assembly. I had never built a single thing in my life. Four hours later, after confusing nuts, bolts, and my sanity, I finally had a desk and a chair. Wobbly? Maybe. But it stood.

PS: If you realised till now purple is my favourite colour, that’s totally true.

However this moment hit different.
It made me realise: I can do things. Sure, I will crib about it first. I will stare at the manual like it’s ancient Greek. But eventually, I figure it out. And yeah — sometimes I still fall back to old habits: call a friend, bribe them with tea, and get the job done faster. No shame in that.

Truth is, I miss that Princess Treatment — running to my favourite uncle, dad, brother, or man around in my life and getting things sorted without lifting a finger. But now, the independent me? She’s proud. She’s figuring it out. Slowly. Messily. But doing it.

And let’s be real — it’s not a man-or-woman thing. My flatmate here is basically Wonder Woman. She fixes everything in our apartment with her armour of ten different screwdrivers and the precision of a surgeon. Me? I still prefer being the princess.
But this princess now carries her own toolkit.

So if you’re planning to move abroad, here’s my unsolicited advice: even if you learn nothing else, life will teach you everything. And honestly, that might be the best part.

Feel free to drop your learning after you moved out from your home!