Ok, being as it is, I've already landed in Paris for 72 hours. And God knows how many hours I have left.
I travelled with Malaysia Airlines in cooperation with Garuda Indonesia. Why I travelled with this would be due to the splash of -somewhat- nationalism and price attraction :) Well yes, I could've saved a few hundred euros if I had chosen to transit in 4 different countries and land in Indonesia after more than 36 hours. Being the anxious person I am though, that wasn't considered an option.
After more than two months of vacation, it was suddenly time to fly back.
Wasn't easy.
Especially now that my heart belongs to someone :)
Summer fling? Those who know me would know better. And I certainly hope I know myself :)
Anyhoo, back to the flight. So there I was slumped in row 58, window seat. I couldn't see anything and started to get irritated by the hustling sound of bags heaved to the overhead compartment. I felt confused and couldn't look at myself from the outside. I poured tears only to feel.
One movie from it's inflight entertainment programme was more than enough to make me realise that a part of what I left behind had came along :) The joy, laughter, and smile will keep me moving in this stranger's land. I guess once this feeling is sorted, I'll be able to return and play the gamble of life. Predicting the future from every present seconds.
Besides, yesterday I picked one tree by the Eiffel on behalf of someone.
A sign of one (out of many) dream that'll one day become reality :) Insya Allah.
Monday, August 29, 2005
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Destination
My flight is tonight. I would probably write the details of the flight in my next post as I know that they'll be lots of things flying through my mind. Anyhoo, I remember the time when I first set foot here in Jakarta, two months and two days ago. The feeling of utmost relief after letting my deepest shrouded feelings evaporate and fuse with Jakarta's polluted air. 'Til we meet again, I thought.
And here I am, now, hours away from having to tame it again.
It's been fast.
Paris, here I come.
And here I am, now, hours away from having to tame it again.
It's been fast.
Paris, here I come.
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