One month ago, me and my parents (just me and mom exactly) want to have an experience being a host family for home stay student. At the very same time, one of organization in my campus held some summer project and they invited lot of students all over the world. My friends whom join that organization offered me the chance to be a host family, and I definetely agree with it. My friends gave me two option, because all of the foreign students already have host family, they only have two foreigner left which were from Chinese and Pakistan. Personally, I don't have idea how to choose this in a sudden, so I just randomly choose a student from Pakistan. My friend said that the student is a girl, ofcourse I'm totally fine it, but suddenly my friend called me that the student is a boy and they don't have any foreigner left, he asked me if I'm fine with it? I asked my parents and they agreed with it (even though I'm a bit worried). Shortly, this is the story that I wanna shared, a boy from Pakistan suddenly become my brother, without any introducing we met up in the airport on 14 July 2012 when I picked him up.
I went to the airport with my best friend, Yuka. She accompanied me cause both of my parents can't picked him up with me. I waited for approximately one hour, but he did not came out from the gate, all of the estimation came up in my mind, Does he missed the plane? Or he cancelled suddenly? I'm in a super panic situation, thank God Yuka with me. I started to figure out from the information desk, the boarding board, and finally I got an idea to asked some passenger, even though they didn't gave me a conclusion. They just told me that the plane landed from an hour ago which was I know it!
After that me and Yuka went back near the gate and just.........wait. Finally there's a guy walked out from the gate and I'm a bit familiar with his face. I'm sure that he's my homestay brother, I know it from the photo, I ran to that guy and showed the paper written his name on it. And he looked at me and we shaked our hand. He told me that the luggage is missing, it was the airplane fault, therefore it tooks his time. So we went home and from that moment we became a very good friends, he is a very nice brother, loving and caring person. We had an unforgetable conversation everyday after he went back from internship, He's very smart, he tought me lot of things, gave me advices, and important information about life and worldwide situation. He changed my mind about his country, Pakistan. I thought Pakistan is a war country, but he explained that Pakistan isn't a war country and so on. Beside all the heavy conversation, we had fun together everyday, like I made jokes and he respond it with funny faces and words.
Thirty five days with my brother flew so fast, I never thougt that we'll be a very good brother and sister. It was 18 August 2012 the day that he went back to pakistan, I feel very sad at that time, knowing the fact that my brother will be gone. He gave me his journal in Indonesia so I'll remember him every time and I also gave him a CD which contained some video so he will remember me in the future. I dropped him to the airport, I hate goodbye. We promise that someday we need to meet up again, I have to go to Pakistan someday, its my promise, so did him, he promise me to visit Indonesia again, I hope it will become true :) See you Jahanzeb Hadi. Thank you for being a very nice brother, it was an amazing one month.. xx
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