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The smell of curry chicken, seasoned rice, and spiced vegetables flows through the air. I hear the rhythmic banging of hands against the Indian drums known as Tablas. This was the scene of an Indian wedding I recently attended that allowed me to see the convivial and unique culture that I have the privilege of being a part of. Tradition has been an enormous factor in my family for all of my life. Having two parents native-born citizens of another nation, I have great appreciation for the privileges I enjoy to be an American born citizen and along with the opportunities I have to be a part of multiple cultures. My father immigrated from India in 1985, and soon after was followed by my mother. For five years, my parents, who came to America with less than $120, worked until they were able to save enough money to start a small convenient store in the land of opportunity. The story of my parents migration from the poor villages of India, to the middle class American Dream reminds me that hard work and dedication will, in the end, lead to success. My family history provides me with the motivation I need, to accomplish something great in my life. As I move forward to obtain a college education with the foundation set out for me by my family, I keep in mind that I too will have to persevere for life's greatest achievements.
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The smell of curry chicken, seasoned rice, and spiced vegetables flows through the air. I hear the rhythmic banging of hands against the Indian drums known as Tablas. This was the scene of an Indian wedding I recently attended that allowed me to see the convivial and unique culture that I have the privilege of being a part of. Tradition has been an enormous factor in my family for all of my life. Having two parents native-born citizens of another nation, I have great appreciation for the privileges I enjoy to be an American born citizen and along with the opportunities I have to be a part of multiple cultures. My father immigrated from India in 1985, and soon after was followed by my mother. For five years, my parents, who came to America with less than $120, worked until they were able to save enough money to start a small convenient store in the land of opportunity. The story of my parents migration from the poor villages of India, to the middle class American Dream reminds me that hard work and dedication will, in the end, lead to success. My family history provides me with the motivation I need, to accomplish something great in my life. As I move forward to obtain a college education with the foundation set out for me by my family, I keep in mind that I too will have to persevere for life's greatest achievements.
