Thursday, July 10, 2008

Cheery Lane

She got off the walk-alator, not knowing what to expect. the airport was a sight to see, but she was too pre-occupied with remembering those she left behind. Homesickness was starting to gnaw at her, like the cold that was wafting through the airconditioning vents. hours before she had said good-bye to her family, and like her other countrymen, she was leaving the country to look for better opportunities abroad. She had a nice, rewarding job and her friends. But the wanderlust and the opportunity to start something new in a different environment was to good to let go. She had thought about leaving for a long time, and there were times when doubt aboutthe future and the place that she is going to would creep in. There were times when herdeparture was delayed by some more important things. Nevertheless, she was here now. She knew that one way or another, she would eventually pack her bags and book that ticket. As she got off the walkalator, she knew that there was no turning back now and that her destiny lay ahead and not behind. She paused and waited for ate, who she got acquainted with just before their boarding time. At least she has someone to talk to during their stopover, she mused. She afforded herself to look back behind her shoulder for one last time, and she was glad she did...

He got on the walk-alator, not expecting anything. It had been na un-eventful flight, save that he was able to find someone who was going the same destination and somehow knew the directions to the gate where they were supposed to board for their connecting flight. This was his first time to fly outside the country and he had put up a cool demeanor so his nerves would not get the best of him. "ate" had been his seatmate and had asked her where his destination was. upon learning that they were both headed for the desert and that this was her nth time to fly, he had asked her for the details of the trip - what to expect and what not to do. So far, so good he thought. His trip was a long time coming. Friends abroad had been inviting him to come over for years now, but he was either too tied up or too happy planting his roots when these invites came. The time is perfect now, he can feel it. So he said good-bye to his family, friends and his job; packed his bag and strapped on his travelling sandals. when his plane ticket came with his departure date stamped into it, he knew that there was not turning back now. His fate was sealed, and he was giddy where it would take him. He woke from his reverie when walk-alator neared it's get-off point. He looked up ahead, and he was glad that he did...
Comments:
pao!!!it's nice to hear from you again. naka add ka sa blog list ko so expect i'll drop by more often. i'm happy for you.no doubts naman that you can make it.invite mo ako dyan minsan. gusto ko makakita ng camel. hahaha.
 
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