I’ll never forget saying goodbye to my father when I’d first come to the UK to work as a doctor. He came with me from India to help me settle in and to ensure that his son was starting off on the right foot in a foreign country—cold and wet, but with hopes of a bright future. I remember giving him a tearful hug, wondering why I was doing this. My heart ached as he disappeared into the distance on a National Express coach. I remember viscerally the sheer loneliness I felt. I was in a new country, surrounded by new gizmos, not knowing the rules, while looking to scrounge for every penny and doing mental maths of currency conversion. My first few weeks in the UK were, frankly, awful. Not many people would talk to me, which heightened an inherent shyness. A particularly low point came one evening, when I went to the mess hall and saw …

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Partha Kar：我们的国际毕业生需要更好的支持

当我第一次来英国当医生时，我永远不会忘记和父亲道别。他从印度和我一起来帮助我安顿下来，并确保他的儿子在异国他乡开始正确的生活——寒冷潮湿，但对光明的未来充满希望。我记得给了他一个含泪的拥抱，想知道我为什么要这样做。当他乘坐国家特快列车消失在远处时，我的心很痛。我深深地记得我所感受到的纯粹的孤独。我在一个新的国家，被新的小玩意包围着，不知道规则，一边寻找每一分钱，一边做货币兑换的心算。坦率地说，我在英国的最初几周非常糟糕。没有多少人愿意和我说话，这增加了一种与生俱来的害羞。一天晚上特别低谷，当我去食堂看到……