I’ve just hung up the phone. I have been talking to Loreen, my 6-year old daughter. She kept telling me how much she misses me and how bad her daddy’s cooking skills are. She is pretty smart for her age. That’s what everyone keeps telling me and that makes me proud and also a little worried. She is a kid who wants to know everything about life; so curious and sometimes pretty annoying with her infinite questions. Just like I was once and see where I’m now: in Kuala Lumpur; thousands of miles away from my family. While thinking of her, I drop my plane ticket. The man next to me picks it up and gives it to me. Guessing his origin, I thank him in Chinese: Xièxiè! I look at the board with the opening times of the gates. In less than ten minutes, I will be sitting in the plane on my way to Beijing for a conference. I promised myself to stop working or at least work less after Loreen came into my world. But my company needs me and I was dead certain that I could manage it. I still keep telling myself that I can but, truth be told, I feel torn apart.
These thoughts are keeping me busy till I take my seat in the plane. Before we take off, I prepare my documents I have to go through before we land in China. Half an hour after the take off, there was is a loud explosion. Almost everyone is torn from their sleep. A baby who was sleeping in her mommy’s cozy arms few rows behind me starts to cry. There is this smell of burnt machinery spreading in the plane. I start talking to myself, trying to calm down, “This cannot happen. No, we are not going to crash or explode in the air. I paid for this goddamn flight to bring me safely to my destination. No, God is not going to let this happen. God is going to save us.” It is just unbelievable how one’s faith can grow bigger within seconds. I had always imagined people screaming and crying in such a situation but no one is even twitching. Everyone is trying to figure out what is happening. Soon after, I hear the captain speaking in Chinese about there being complications and not going to reach our destination. Instead we are heading to the nearest airport. But where the hell is the nearest airport? Thinking of hell, we have heard another explosion. I try to figure out what it was: A plane has two engines and we heard two explosions. The air is getting thinner and the pressure higher. The captain is speaking again but before he even finishes his sentence I fall into sleep; into a long, infinite sleep.
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