After my mum passed away, I had the opportunity to spend time with my dad in Oslo. I flew down to Mumbai and accompanied him to and from Oslo since his sight was very poor. Talking to him alone, I learned a few facts about his childhood that he never spoke about earlier. His childhood…
When my husband and I first moved to Oslo, we quickly realized that learning Norwegian was essential. Not only would it help us connect with the people around us, but it was also key to fully experiencing life here—whether that meant engaging in lunch breaks with colleagues or staying informed through the local news. So,…
When we arrived in Oslo, we barely had time to unpack before being swept into the company’s annual ski weekend. It was a warm and welcoming introduction to our new life, thanks to my husband’s colleagues, who went out of their way to help us feel at home. The trip also marked a milestone for…
My beautiful life! 
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