*Airport 6:30 AM*
The airport authority announced the next flight as i was taking a seat beside an eastern looking women and her after finish the immigration check at the airport. To be exact thats the moment when i actually started having flashbacks to the old days. So it all started like this...
There was a nervous, excitement and a bit of sadness in the air. Well, first of all it was really scary thinking that I'll be leaving. Things were all in a rush, like I didn't expect all these to happen this early. My final grades weren't that great which made me more "confident" that my scholarship won't come this quickly but damn it did. Anywhoo this was the early morning of August 14th, 2012. It was the day I was flying to Boston, United States to finish my studies. It was great amazement to people that i was leaving to stay at a foreign country. All by myself and in a all new country. Every person i was talking to seemed to have a slight lack of confidence in me about moving there alone, but i had 100% believe in myself because this forever has been my dream. My flight to the capital was at 10:45 so we were all ready to head toward the airport of my town, a place where no one really is a stranger.
No wonder why people were a bit not confident with me because i had literally cried an ocean when i was saying goodbye. It hurt a bit more because mom and dad were supposed to come to the capital but God, problems never leave us alone. So i crazily left the people outside and went inside to get the prep done. All that was left now was getting into that gigantic plane and flying-off. All the preparation was done and now i was set to go. I had to wait for about 20 minutes till i a boarded my flight. I was, then, walking down the aisle of the airport seats. Towards the stairs and toward the flight door. There was a part of me that wanted to run toward the plane and just fly off and on the other hand there was another part if me that was full of tears trying to rush down my cheeks and was extremely trying to pull me back towards my home. Both the parts had a war against each other as i took every step but in the end the excitement of exploring the world alone and the part trying to push me towards the plane had won.
I walked up to my seat and there was sitting a beautiful girl. She had a pink lips, long brown-ish hair, and a smile worth more than anything. She was the kind of a girl who was the one looked up to by millions. I asked her if she could move her laptop from my seat so that i could sit. She seemed real generous in the manner of her talking. It was nice little 45 min trip with that extremely beautiful girl. Neither did she ask my name and neither did i. The trip had ended with her and we had reached the capital. It was already 11:40 when i got off the plane. I had no time time to waste because my flight to B.C. was at 12:15 P.M. I hurried down to get my luggage. As i took my luggage uncle had called and said he was waiting for me, so i took my belongings and headed toward the main entrance where uncle was waiting. Meeting him this time was a bit more special, he and his wife were expecting a baby. He was now gonna become a father and take a duty which only blessed can have. I didn't have much time so i said a warm by and wished him luck for his new responsibility and left. There much that was needed to be done so i rushed through and got the things done and walked toward my plane to BC. This time walking toward it was harder and was hurting much more. A emotional flood was trying to capture me, but i had to fight now and so i did. I had taken my seat next to a asian looking guy and sat there with absolutely making no noise.
