I'm just writing to show my feeling from my personal experience in this blog. Since different people has different ideas, you're likely to agree at some while disagree on another.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
My Departure Day for Adventure
THE NIGHT before I go to Malaysia, I slept together with my elder sisters at the house of my cousin brother at Batar Bus-stop. We talked a lot about future and they reminded me in some area to take care myself while I am away from mother land. I say yes to all reminder and we hardly passed that night and slept a little bit time.
Next early morning on the day of 25th March, 2005, we moved to the place I lived in to pack my things and go to airport in time. I was living at the monastery of Insein township and my cousin sister who is living together at monastery has a car and she send us to airport. By the time we arrived to airport on 10:15am, some of my friends and girl friend already arrived there and they gave me presents and greeted me. I was busy with greeting to everybody since they all come here by the sake of friendship and love.
On the other hand, I need to talk with agent lady for immigration clearance and busy with filling up the forms. She gave me some voucher to reclaim our luggages when I arrive in Kuala Lumpur airport. I listened to her words carefully and noted in my note book. Our group include 6 people in which 4 are engineers and 2 are technicians. I am the second youngest man among the group and agent lady told me dos and don'ts when I arrive in malaysia. I say yes to all reminders by agent.
After finishing it, I returned to my friends, gf and sisters place to say goodbye. At that time, agent lady called me to check in and I asked her if I can return here again. She replied me "No" after check in,,,I was so sad to hear that and suddenly I cried infront of my sisters and friends. They also I think is crying bcz of my action. I was unstoppable my tear rolling out of my eyes to the surface of my cheek. I hugged to all my sisters and gf and kissed them. After that, I moved away from their sight to a palour room. The photo attached was taken at the airport just before I check in at yangon international airport with my beloving sisters, friends and girl-friend(now my wife) and I keep it for my hostric day photo.
They don't go back until the plane take-off from the lane. I raise my hand when I step up to board plane. I cannot see them clearly from distance and everbody raised their hands and so do I. It happened to me really on the day I started for my long journey of adventure with full of nervous.
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