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Topic: OVERSEAS VACATION (08/13/15)
TITLE: FIRST-HAND FACT
By esther robinson
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At check-in in the Kamaraj International Airport, Chennai, India, I was questioned, “Madam! Can I draw your baggage straight to your destination? Or, do you need to check-in in between?” I replied, “Straight to my destination.” Immediately he tagged and stamped my brief-case and the travelling bag. He placed it on the conveyor and wished me good luck.
Whether it is your first day at school if you remember, your first day at college, your first job, the very first hard-earned salary you receive, the first check you print so eagerly, the first child you begot so joyfully, the first day at school for your child or grandchild, first flight you await anxiously, the first overseas vacation that thrills and or stretches your list.
Memories flood and fight inside your cranium craving attention for every single moment that you cherished. “Do you remember this or that?” Wait! Wait! You are asking me to squeeze hours into seconds. Each jiffy has a solid significance and a first-hand fact to say. It is a tightly packed pillow of narration, definitely from a first person point of view.
Well, I parted with my baggage that was meant to serve me for a month. I never knew that certain items like water, oil etc are forbidden as part of the luggage but allowed in the carry bag. I had failed to read the travel instructions properly. It was my fault. Earlier, someone told me that the climate and food would not suit me at the place where I had intended to go on an overseas vacation. As advised, I took a can of coconut oil for my hair which normally is dry. I also kept a can of mango pickle to survive at least on curd rice. My motive was right – only if one is healthy while on an overseas vacation can one take pleasure in and treasure every second of travel experience.
At the check-in in the destination, a boy picked up the coconut oil and mango pickle bottle which were within my baggage. He held it high. I feared the worst. I looked at the trash bin which already housed a few oil cans. I knew what would happen. Those two precious items of mine were certain to be tossed into the trash bin. Though helpless over my folly, I sent a word above for help. I closed my eyes and put my head down. I believe in the power of prayer. In my opinion, whether it is fear or tear, prayer is a personal conversation anytime connecting me to my Creator who is there beside me always. My Creator’s line is never busy. “Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know.”
When I lifted my head, I felt the hand of God upon me. Surprise so strange was in store for me. My two precious things were replaced safely into my travelling bag. I wondered, “Impossible! How did this happen?” I sensed that the supervisor, a woman who stood above me had easily looked into my predicament. She had shown a green signal to the boy below by waving her hand to let go. Until then I never knew that someone stood above me. I heaved a sigh of relief and thanked God for showering His grace.
Thus began my first overseas vacation when I boarded the Thai International Airways heading to Chiang Mai, via Suvarnaboomi Airport at Bangkok. This fertile place decked with hills hosts a rich collection of flora and fauna. Whether it is pulpy papaya, attractive aubergine, tiny turkey berry or mini marigold I picked them all by just squatting on the ground. Raindrops rejoice on reaching land while the rainbow reverberates reminding the covenant made ages ago.
The food on my first overseas vacation did not suit me. However, on every glance at the pickle bottle I told, “Prayer brings victory.” Prayer indeed is the essence of every staunch believer. Watch out for more first-hand facts on yet another challenge topic.
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