Changes

I wonder what it feels like if we have to stay on other peoples places? A place where we have never been to, a place where other dont understand our own language. It must be very difficult for some of us to adapt to the new enviroment where people dont eat rice as if in Malaysia. Haha..

The story begins here...
Two days ago, i have followed my future family-in-law to send my future wife(insyaAllah) younger brother to KLIA. Her brother is about to continue his study to France. Fully sponsored by Mara. Damn.. What a lucky guy, but still i cant deny that he is a highly intelligence guy. I was there when the emotional scene occurs. Lots of tears here and there. But while i was there, i have this one wierd feeling inside me. I seriously dont feel sad or something like that, but i feel kind of nervous for him eventhough im not the one who will be on the flight.

Likes old man says, a man should not live with their parents. But in this case, he had to adapt to a dramatically change around him. The first time to stay really-really away from family and friends. It is almost like starting a new life where we have to find a new friends, no families around you, no nothing.

I keep on thinking what would i do if im on his shoe. but still, travelling to other peoples place is something that is quite exciting. For me, im counting days to take the offer to be a sailor. If i take the offer, it means that there is many more stories that i can share with you guys..
Till then..=)