Ya Allah, help me get me back to reality. I feel like I'm not here. My body and my concious mind is at work, but my subconcious mind and my soul, they are still on the Malaysian highways.
Perhaps it's because we reached home after 12 midnight, last night and I went straight to sleep, then this morning,I had to rush to work. Didn't really have time to adjust myself to the current state I am in.
Yup, the weekend was a very memorable one. The stay at Avillion Port Dickson was a relaxing one for the adults, and an enjoyable one for the kids. But the journey back, is most memorable for me at this moment.
On the way back, we stopped by at Melaka at Mami Su's new house, 1.5 hours drive from Port Dickson. Then we left Melaka for Singapore about 6pm, for an expected 3 hours drive back to Singapore. 1 hour after we left Melaka, Uda realised his hp was off. He turned it on and checked his voice messages. Then his face changed...
"Oh no!.. Our passports! "
"Yes, what's wrong with our passports dear?" , the calm me, asked..
"It's in the drawer, in our room in Avillion!"
"Oh." I said, still absorbing the fact that has just been revealed.
Then I start to imagine and calculate the time needed, to turn all the way back to that place just to get our passports.
You KNOW, this is not like turning back to Simei from Choa Chu Kang. Even then I don't think I'd turn back, the journey is just too far. But this?! This is like a whole 2 hours drive back!!! And then we still have to go back all the way to Singapore!!! I'm already feeling so tired just sitting in this car!! What more the children?!?! .....Of course... unless we decide to stay one more night there.. But no! no! no!.. I have a meeting on Monday!! Oh man! Can the children take it, being in the car for at least another 5 hours or so!! How could he have forgotten the passports!??!!!!
That was all going on inside my head. Then I turned to my dearest husband and said, "Ok, looks like we need to turn back and get it.", smiling at him.
I explained to my parents, who were in their own car, to head home first without us. So, while they were on their way back home sweet home, we are on our way back to the place far far away. That's how we ended up taking 12 hours to reach home.
But, after everything, I'm still thankful for the things that happened (or did not happen) on that journey back. Yes I really am. I've listed the top 5 things I'm thankful for.
5. I'm thankful that the children did not make so much fuss during the whole journey back. (they were mostly asleep).
4. I'm thankful, that the journey home was safe, no crazy F1 drivers driving trucks or buses.
3. I'm thankful that we didn't reach Malaysian customs in JB, before realising that we left behind the passports.
2. I'm thankful that we didn't lose our passports.
And the no.1 thing I'm most thankful for is that...I'm NOT THE ONE who forgot the passports!! I can't imagine how he would react if it was me who forgot the passports! The barrage of 'how-could-you's from him.. Phew!!! Alhamdulillah.
2 comments:
Ohhhhh Myyyyyy Pappadom....
hang on, my jaw dropped to the floor... Im speechless.
U know what, i know it was a 'serious' thing - knowing that ur passports are left behind. The most natural reaction is to- panic, followed by, accusations of two parties. If it ever happened to us- me and Id, I will laugh with tears.
=D i did laugh lah..but a bit only, tak macam sampai nangis. that's all I could do.
you know, in previous trips, during the journey back, sometimes my mind wonders and I'd be thinkinig like 'what if we were halfway home and realised we left behind our passports' SEKALI this time - it happened. =D and now I know.
Post a Comment