For last three weeks, I didn’t write a blog. I was too tensed. I was afraid something would go wrong. I didn’t want to share because I didn’t want to jinx it.
A month ago, my husband and I passed the U.S. Citizenship interview. Two days ago we took the oath of allegiance. Since then, I am simply high on life. Seriously. I keep on repeating, “I am an American citizen.”
We celebrated our day perfectly. This is my pictorial journey.
At 7 in the morning, I am dressed for cocktails. The only time my hair didn’t go crazy.
On our way. We had to stop of an emergency Advil.
Lines outside the Campbell Heritage Theatre. It was full.
It is windy and chilly, but I am the happiest I have ever been. And my hair are a mess.
The oath ceremony. We were 450 new citizens from 53 countries.
We are American citizens.
My naturalization certificate. It was so windy that the flag kept on flying on me. I am pushing it back with my elbow. And I fear that the wind will blow my certificate on the adjacent reflective pool.
Husband and I started this process together. We worried that we will get different schedules for the ceremony. They almost made us sit separately.
Applied for U.S. passport and registered to vote. Now, I will need a visa to travel to India. And I have already volunteered for the June elections.
Thanked my gods at the Fremont Hindu temple.
Of course, two pairs of shoes from Nordstrom. Shopping is essential for all celebrations.
Drinks at Cascal, Mountain View. It rained when we drove here. It stopped when we walked to the restaurant. It rained again when we ate and drank. It stopped when we left. Weird.
It is 4: 30 in the afternoon, and I am totally tipsy.
Bye-bye Indian flag. My husband didn’t know I had this flag in my writing nook.
Welcome stripes and stars! My hair look terrible. I feel bloated. And I need to buy a bigger flag.
As I look at these pictures, I feel elated again. I can’t believe that I am an American citizen, now. My oath ceremony was exactly twelve years and six months since I moved to America.
I am happy and finally over the stress of last year and two months. I think I am over my writer’s block.