Chapter 10: THE END

I was not sure if I was hearing correctly and at that moment I also stopped breathing.The only words that were going through my head were: to the office….to the office….to the office….
The world literally stopped around me and it looked like no one was moving. Complete silence…..I think I’m going to faint…..help… 
After some seconds, the officer his lips started moving and he pointed to a man behind me. ‘Mohammed, Mohammed.. yess, chief is calling you… yes you! You need to go to his office’

I continued to stare into the officer his eyes and still wasn’t aware of the actual situation. So was it me that needed to go to the office? Or was it his colleague? I mean he didn’t stamp my passport yet…. So… what is actually happening? All these thoughts running through my mind… Still nervous and did not know what to aspect. Again the officer looked at me and my passport… Finally he stamped it and said you are good to go! 
I’ll never forget this moment..I directly looked at L.L and smiled. It was a feeling of relief and freedom. A feeling similar to waking up in the middle of a nightmare and realizing it was a dream.

After L.L and I passed baggage control, I hugged him and informed my family directly that I passed security without any trouble. Everyone was relieved and happy. After hours spent in doubt, not knowing if I will be able to leave, we finally received the confirmation…that I will! It felt great, but the feeling wasn’t completely over, because every security officer passing me..the nerves starting coming up again..
which was ‘ok’ I guess..?

As some time went by, I suddenly received a text message from B.N saying:
“I know that you passed security..Know that what you did was horrible..It was your fault and you’re the reason I’m stuck in a hospital. You may be a successful man but one thing is for sure! You will have a restless life!"
Reading this gave me a double feeling. A double feeling because I was set free and ready to go home, but someone wishing you a restless life, is quite awful..I decided not to respond and continued my breakfast with L.L. It was like preparing myself for any other flight. Eating, boarding the flight and arrival at my destination.

8.00AM, The time was finally there to board my flight. As we were walking to the gate, again a lot of security passing by. I tried to not look into their eyes and even stared around me as they were passing. 
Walking to the gate took us 10 minutes, but felt like 3 as I was so happy to leave. Everything went so fast and it was time to say goodbye to L.L, which was quite emotional. "Knowing that a friend will be there for you in bad times is great, but actually, experiencing it and having a friend fly over just to be there for you is Magical. A couple of hours earlier, we could have never dreamt about standing here, ready to board this flight and me leaving this place forever. Life is unpredictable, scary but hopeful. In the end, everything turned out to be ok, if you keep believing and keep your faith”. 

After some while, as the last passengers were boarding, I noticed two mechanics entering the plane and stopped right behind me. I immediately looked at them and saw that they were trying to fix something in the overhead compartment. ‘You are kidding me right?’ Are you seriousss, I thought? I never experienced such thing on a Flight I worked on... and especially on this flight. Just when I wanted to leave as soon as possible, this happens...
And again another mechanic entered the aircraft, but now together with a security officer. This time my heart stopped... it literally skipped a beat first... again I started getting really nervous, I tried to calm myself down and started looking for something in the seat pocket as time was going slower and slower. 

Luckily it wasn’t a major thing and the flight was ready for departure. All set and off we go!

As we were flying, I constantly looked at the screen to make sure we were still cruising in the right direction to Amsterdam. Doing this every 20 minutes…
After several checks.. I recalled B.N. her message about a restless life…is this what she meant? Thinking about a horrible accident every 20 minutes for the rest of my life? Well…I don’t know….I really don’t know to be honest

One thing is sure, Sometimes in life you make choices and sometimes choices make you. We are constantly confronted with making choices in life…I made this decision to go to Qatar and live a dream, which I’m extremely grateful and proud of. Something no one can ever take from me and something that will never be replaced in my life… On the other hand I also made the choice and decision to go and experience a dessert tour..which in the end, turned into a nightmare.. Would I recall this decision? YES ofcourse! But life doesn't work like this…you cannot recall a decision you made in life..and therefore I have to and will always live and deal with the consequences of this decision…That’s life…life is a big gigantic mess but that’s the beauty of it too.

And for now, with this story and blog I will close my Qatar Chapter in life, hoping that wherever I go, every step I take and every decision I make, the consequences of my Qatar Nightmare fade away, awayy and awayy…..as I am letting you go from this moment


Thank you Qatar,

 AND, Thank YOU for reading my blog!

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