Jordan did not change since the last time I visited ( two years ago), but my “social status” did. I’m a single girl who had to stay at relatives houseS before she fleed to Amman. I moved to a dormitory very close to Jordan University, where I registered for an MBA in Marketing.

Before I moved in, before I had to live with some relatives, moving between houses along with my things scattered here and there, in this house or that. Before I find myself frustrated at the strangeness of those people, their lives, or lack thereof. Before the simplicity I liked when I was a child changed to radicality and extremism. Before any of that, I had freedom in mind. I expected a life of a Touchable in India, back in the sixties; not really important and not exactly happy-go-lucky but a touchable, was above all the Untouchables who weren’t allowed into touchables’ houses nor could they pursue careers touchables pursued, they were called untouchables because they shall not touch touchables. In older days, they used to crawl backwards too. Now that’s not the image I had in mind but I got carried away. I imagined a higher life where I enjoy things that those living with their families would not. I imagined myself buzzing around; unquestionably and with what people think as the least of my worries. I’m my own guardian and mintor. I make the rules (which by the way did not change much of the rules set by my family) and I break them if I wish to.

But that wasn’t the case until I moved in to my shared room at the dorm. I haven’t become a touchable nor could I do everything I want, but it wasn’t because of what people might think, but rather because I simply don’t want to.

Life alone is awesome, life in Amman is the most amazing thing that happened to me in my whole life. It’s something I hoped for for years. I was born here but I know almost nothing about the country, so now I’m compensating for 13 years of life away from Jordan. I’ve been to many places since I arrived but more places are still waiting to be rediscovered by me. Before university has started I used to go out every night, something I’ve never done before especially that I’m a home person.

I think I’m getting used to everything in Jordan, and to my new life. Transportation system in Amman is a bless, yea I hate taxis and all but I have to admit it, the entire system of public transportation and even the huge number of taxis make my life easier. Public transportation saves me lots of money and it’s very popular. But I have to say that I hate Amman’s streets in Ramadan, especially 4 or less hours before iftar; people go crazy and taxi drivers become the meanest ever. Also, I get the feeling that taxi drivers are very rich in Jordan and this is why they do not stop to pick people when they don’t feel like it, they don’t even look at you if they don’t feel like sharing their car with someone else.

I also like that people actually walk in the streets! I like that I can walk too. The weather is so nice and in some areas like Shmeisani, walking at night gives me the chill.

Enough about me (I’m too hungry to write more)