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My Love Story…Love in Oman…Part 3

Finally the plane started to proceed to the runway to take off. Since she never flew before she did not know what to expect. The plane was slowly getting the speed needed to take off and all of a sudden she grabbed my hand and I could see in her those beautiful eyes some kind of fear. Her long nails literally pinched through my skin.

I looked at her and she just grabbed my hand and kept her eyes closed. She let my hand go after the plane become straight. She realized that she was holding my hand and was clearly embarrassed by her behavior. She promptly apologized for grabbing my hand during takeoff.

I tried to make her even more embarrassed by saying that it was not a problem but as soon as I reach Karachi, I needed to call an ambulance to go to the hospital because of the wound I got from her.

She was very embarrassed and I assured her that I was just joking. So I started to make her even more embarrassed her by telling her some made up stories and she could not understand those jokes. That was just a way to make her comfortable because no matter what we would be with each other for the next 24 hours so I thought to make her feel comfortable with me.

About half an hour later meal was served and we finished our meal. She gave me some food from her plate as she did not want to eat ..I t felt very good that she was becoming more and more friendly to me.

After the meal, I asked her if she did not mind we could be and should be friends because in this long journey time will fly along with us if we became friendly. She agreed with me and started to ask me about my family, my wife, the life in the USA and so on. I had some picture of my wife and my 4 month old daughter. She was very happy to see the photographs. She also showed me her husband’s photograph.

I was very surprised to hear that they got married over the telephone. She never saw him but she talked to him few times after the wedding. Then he applied for her in the USA and after about 6 months she was going to join him in New York. I asked her why he did not come to marry her and take her to the USA.

She could not answer me as she did not know the whole reason for not coming back to take her back in the USA. I did not understand also but I knew that there could be so many different reasons for his decision not to come to get his wife.


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