Blogs: by Tuba Khan

7 in the morning, birds’ sweet voices echo around the society. my parents getting ready to drop me to my 1st solo airport trip (probably 1st stage of adulting?). And I, getting exiting as well as nervous about heading to travel my 4 hours airport flight for my college studies.

Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts, negative-positive whatsoever, fake scenarios occurring in my mind; guess now you know who’s pro in overthinking 😉 (What will happen; hope I don’t do something dumb; oh god Tuba just stop thinking!)

My flight (Picture reference @tuba.captures)

I controlled my thoughts & rushed to the airport. Seeing people in the airport made me wonder if I wasn’t the only one who was going alone as a student, I meant that a lot, ALOT of students were going like me, except, the looked seniors 😦

As I was rushing for my flight, I hugged my parents with gratitude in my eyes saying indirectly that my love for them is infinite. I walk across the airport, seeing the view of upset faces with crying hearts.

What can we even do now, wish we could live life this together & forever? Life is life, & it sucks.

If you’re looking for forever,

I’ll take the batteries out of my clocks,

so that we’ll get stuck inside this movement as if time had really stopped.

I would tell you I love you every second, except here,

seconds do not exist.

So I’ll say I love you with each breath,

with each smile.

And when I die,

you can crack your watch,

restart clocks,

begin the time.

And know that we were infinite at the moment that you were mine.

Ellen Everett

Reference of this beautiful poem which I literally adore by the Poet- (@elleneverettpoetry)

“Checked in ma’am now you can go to your provided gate”

Walking with noises in the airport of rushes & finally getting out of the crowded queue, I sat at my gate to head to the flight.

After waiting for 30 mins, I finally entered the flight & the air hostess was sweet (as always), I went to my seat & sat on it. 22A, feeling delighted for not having the wing in between my view.

4 hours into the flight I captured the start & ending of the flight (teen vibes I guess or just flex??) take it whatever, I arrived in my college state after 4 hours.

After grabbing my luggage, I asked for a taxi & went to my hostel. And that was all about it I guess but truly my best feeling of, adulting?

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