Wednesday, November 19, 2008

LEMON TREE.............

- Fools Garden Lyrics

FLAY TO SINGAPORE

In jun 1995 I decided to run away any where abroad ,Malaysia was my destination. One of my karate student cum friend who was working there offer me to arrange my tour free of cost and promised to arrange work+ work permit in case i make my mind to stay there long to make some money.He also guide and teach
me some tact's to overcome the difficulties which i was going to face o on Karachi airport by F.I.A.,after a few days discussion with my friend i bought may ticket to Singapore, a bucket full of dreams on my head i was on the way to Malaysia. My journey start from Islamabad Airport to Karachi,after approximately 45 minute i was on Karachi airport siting in launch waiting for my next flight to Singapore via Delhi(India) which was 7 hours late, that was the most critical hours of my life,the suspicious looking style of F.I A's police men's make my self suspected, I recall all jams bond movies one by one but couldn't find a hero who have resemblance with me even there was not a side hero like me(because in jams bond movies the roll of side hero mostly reserved for his heroins ), the mysteries looking way of F.I.A police realized me worries of my experienced friend, once he told me " If on Karachi airport the F.I.A. police let you go without investigation no policeman on any airport around the world will stop you for investigation or any question" my friend was right, anyway i cleared by F.I.A. and after a long journey reached on Singapore airport we was three persons who start this journey the other two was depends on me because i was the only person among them who can speak English {Off course broken English} (Broken English is a very good movie about a man who wants immigration to Australia) So both of them was bound to obey my order this was our first experience to abroad and all three of us very excited and overwhelm.

WELL COME TO SINGAPORE

At last the plane landed on Singapore airport we get out of aeroplane
along with other passengers we collect our bags and walk toward immigration officers desk, there was several windows for International passengers I select one where lady officer was sitting (my friend told me the ladies officer show cartasy to international passengers if he looks a bit handsam ) I give my passport she look on my picture and then to my face i tray to place a smile on my face meanwhile try to control my abnormal breath and fear to be deported,I tried to look confident , how much money you have she questioned me,each of us have 1000 US$'s traveler checks, i point my finger toward my friends who was enqueue behind me, and put my valet on counter she a glance with beaten hart to custom counter they bring out 24 pack of cigarettes and questioned me "You bring these to sale here?" . No, not at all I smoke this brand and my friend told me about the bad taste of local brand , so i prefer to keep cigarettes with me.I replied ," never mind pay a custom for your good taste" he smiled.I paid custom with a broken heart and calculate the price of my cigarettes packs its original rate was Rs.35/- for a packet of 20 cigarette and after paying a have custom its cost increase three time, Rs.110/- per packet anyway we exit