When I traveled for the First Time...!

I was very young when I traveled for the first time.

I still remember that day! A girl of 11 years old, travelling alone for the first time. Everyone thought I was a baby. Whosoever I met in the Airport was caressing me .... I was afraid, because I never traveled alone. For me my world started from my parents and ended in school. One month before my father was posted in Yemen. Due to his sudden posting my mother and father had to leave immediately, and I was left at my grandparent’s house. The reason was I dint had a passport. I cried a lot, when I saw my mother boarding her very first international flight. I too wanted to go with them, but unfortunately, I couldn’t! My mother also felt bad but she held her tears in order to be strong, she had never left me alone. So, now was the day when I had to finally leave for Sana (capital of Yemen). One of the flight attendant was taking care of my documentation. I held his hand and went to the immigration counter.

The officer looked at my passport and asked me,

“Where are you going beta?”

I replied,

“I am going to a far-off city, where I will meet my parents”

The officer smiled at me and said,

“Enjoy Beta! You are lucky enough to have loving Parents!”

I then boarded the flight.