I always wished
to be able to have a happy packing time. Surprisingly I never did. Packing always
comes in the very last minute no matter how early I started. It made me grew up
believeing I have packaphobia (which we all know it’s the way I say things to
exaggerate).
Departed from
hostel at 6pm and arrived at LCCT around maghrib. I’m pretty positive my mind
wanders a lot, but of something I’m not sure what. It was a mixed feeling. Unlike
other friends who can’t stop taking pictures and can’t stop talking; I don’t need
to listen to what they were saying to know they were excited. Not to say I wasn’t,
only I don’t own a nice camera to camwhore with and most of the time I have
vacancy next to me.
The mixed feelings
came even since I started packing. Do they have word to describe this feeling? Traveller’s
blues I guess. What if I forgot to bring anything important? What do I do on
the plane for 8 hours? Since I was one of the committees, will everything goes
well as planned? What if anything goes wrong? How am I supposed to handle
things in places I’ve never been to? What if anything went wrong with the
plane? What if anything happened to me? Someone slipped drugs into my bag. Or my
passport is stolen. Or I am kidnapped! Call me paranoid. Hell yeah I think a lot.`
We boarded the plane
at 11.20pm, along with the mixed feelings. At least I have 8 hours to get into
relax mode.
I prayed so the
journey is blessed by Him.
What I was anticipating, the next morning I open my eyes I’ll be in Sydney!
In the name of Allah the most Gracious, most
Compassionate.
“Say, [O Muhammad], "Travel through the land and
observe how He began creation. Then Allah will produce the final creation. Indeed
Allah , over all things, is competent." (29:20)
"Berjalanlah di (muka) bumi, Maka perhatikanlah bagaimana
Allah menciptakan (manusia) dari
permulaannya, kemudian Allah menjadikannya sekali lagi (Allah
membangkitkan manusia sesudah mati kelak di akhirat). Sesungguhnya Allah Maha Kuasa
atas segala sesuatu " (29:20)
Up next. Hello
Sydney!
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