Making Sweden a home

It was a very cool evening in Uppsala County. As normally Swedish climate has little variations in almost all parts of Sweden , it was experiencing the same coolness that people living in other counties also. If we looking close into this county, we can see Stockholm is not far away. So Uppasala county has no escape from the activities going on in the Swedish capital city.

There is a say in this small county. It goes like that if you living in the Uppsala County you will live longer. As its generally true for the whole part of Sweden its not news to the residents in the county. But they have a feeling that they are superior to their other Swedish people living in other counties.

When Harry Arun was standing in the queue to celebrate June 6, National Day of Sweden, he was very happy. He put his arm on his chest and proudly said I am a Swedish. Few miles away Monica was standing, she also felt the same feeling.

Why your hair is brown? May be some genetic problem. His friends Carl and Mark cocluded.

Harry Arun! what is the meaning of Arun?

This was really confusing! Arun thought. Its very strange in Sweden a name called Arun. Why my name is like this? Why I am dark? Why my hair is black. Why my eyes are black.

These were really disturbing questions for himself, Jonathan Arun’s dad and Margrett Arun’s mother.

When Arun and Monica came to the house both of them were crying. The reason is that somebody called them aliens.

One day one interesting thing happened Arun was going to Stockholm with Jonathan he saw a man looking same as Arun. He ran towards him and stared at him. He smiled and shook Arun’s hand. What is your name ?

I am Arun.

Wow Arun exclaimed for the first time in Sweden I am hearing a name as mine. Where you from ?

INDIA

This word made a tremendous impact in young Arun’s mind. If I go there I can see a people looking similar to me. Balck hair, black eyes etc. Even Monica will be happy Arun thought.