Looking upon the signs and allows the signs leads my way. Following the flow of people with suspicious since signs might incorrect. A sense of sourness from regretting insufficient study on English rising in my heart. Various airplanes appears in every giant invisible glass windows when passing through the solid white window edge. Grieve for unable staying home when an airplane rolling quickly from the ground to the clear watery blue sky rapidly.
People at my age, if don’t step out, whole family are going to starve. Papers of utilities bills and mortgage suddenly flashes in my memory. Allowed myself take a deep breath for refocusing my instant situation. Following the inconsistence sequences of passengers to the end of the route, where immigration should be located, my big challenge to determine whether this journey is successfully or not.
Two opposite sides separated by people who pass through scanner with their passport quickly and international travellers queue patiently in the lined cage with metal and rope stand. To be honest, this place is gigantic as locating in a court, which the immigration officer is the judge and defendant is my role. The majority part of the cage is fulfilled with silent people shows many foreigners are entering this country and long-waiting time.
Joining the queue after paces down stair and through a few turns in this clear maze of metal stand. People head down on their phone attracts phone out by my hand. Rope and metal stand divide us, but, this does not prevent me spying on people’s phone with eyes. Understandable character and words on phone is my spying target. Manage to catch one into my eyesight. It is saying Internet on the screen. Does airport have wifi? In return to my question is a quick action on opening the internet page which searching for column without the lock symbol. Fortunately, less choices on wifi speed up my investigation. Phone are connected to wifi successfully. Joyfulness climbs up in my body, swallowing terrifying stress surrounding me, leaving me with a cheerful moment for contacting my wife online.
Person at front leads the way while chatting with my wife through messenger. Typing in while head up when there are footsteps sound from the people at front. Click back to the list of conversations as finished reporting with my wife. No response from her clearly showing she is busy on tutoring our daughter. Searching for a name in a list of various nicknames and spot on the one called ‘Benson’. Touch on the screen directly and chat appears. Typing in my flight arrived and locating for seeing the immigration officer now. It should takes approximately a hours to meet him outside. Satisfy with finishing all the essential conversations.
Heads up on checking my position in the queue now. Locating in the middle of the queue annoys me along with the heat from surrounding people. Remembering a conversation when my wife tutoring my daughters ages ago about overlooking on phone would make my eye poor. Therefore, hiding my phone back to the pocket and searching for interesting things around me. Surrounded by the lifeless edges and white walls with same designed scanner machines next to the us are dull. Brightness from everyone’s phone inspired me to searching interesting information from them.
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Difference between looking on my phone and spying on someone else’s phone are the amount of time looking at the screen. Sensitive people able to feel the staring from others which causing me attempting to looks at different people either on the right or left hand side of the queue secretly. People’s phone screen are hidden behind backpacks and backs accidentally which terminated my investigation. Returning on my phone screen for searching for interesting. Finger scrolling down pages for refreshing and the grey area with white rounded arrow holding on top of the screen pisses me off. Several deep breathes before queue wakes my mind with fresh air through my body. Grey area still remaining on the screen digesting my good temper. It is odd for page changes slowly. Page eventually changed with new content until irritation from when does page refresh join in my mind.
Gladly photos are appearing quickly once my finger touches it. Head up constantly for any movement in queue. Relief when see the amount of battery left in my phone when arriving at front of the queue behind two persons. Compliment on my act charging my phone during flight with warm joyfulness spreading around my body mentally. Therefore, battery above 80% allowed me to put it back into pocket casually. Leaving me a calm and undistracted self-environment for the preparation of the meeting between me and the officer. Heads up and the backpack of front passenger are remaining in my view. Turning side to see the peacefully fighting between knight and the dragon of immigration officer. It throws several questions out as hot as fire toward the knight of travelers. Travel is required to use the correct the information as shield as protecting them not affecting or harm from the attack. Travelers pass through the 1st trial of protection are arriving to the 2nd trial of fingerprint on screen. Hoping the each fingers can be shown up as best as possible for avoid placing the fingers rapidly on the screen which is time-consuming. This battle ends with a prefect peace when the officer stamps on passport.
My heart and mind are trapped inside an invisible cylinder of shatter imaginations. Brain are covered with scenes such as airport police are holding my arms at back or sitting inside in a mystery silence room while facing an officer. Excellent imaginations are producing several unrealistic fake scene which pushing me down to cliff of madness from clear clever mind. Footsteps from front traveler saves me from this unlimited imagine scenes. Heads up with my feet rises up normally for moving forward. One person walking toward the counter rising up in my view and the battler between me and immigration starts after one more person paces to the counter. Asking myself to stay calm and act normally because everyone has the right to travel. Also, this signals me that it is right timing for getting all these documents all of the backpack.
Sneak through folders with a known-direction right hands while backpack are holding sideway by the strong strength from left arm and elbow. A plastic folder that filled pieces of paper and passport are taken out and holding my the right elbow waiting for zipping the backpack up with my right hand. Moving toward my last spot of the queue and waiting for be called for a battle.