Random short stories

Hi everyone,

hope y'all doing well,

This is the first time that I really write something and share it to social medias. Honestly, I am not a writer or something, I just simply choose to share my thoughts through writing, and I hope you all would enjoy.

Alright, straight-up

I recently had a quick and interesting convo with a friend, and that reminded me a very important lesson in life:

Firstly, if it’s fate, it will come back to you, all of a sudden.

The story behind this, because of the pandemic,  I’d run away from Melbourne, leaving all of the unfulfilled plans, intentions, broken relationships, and sorrows back. At that time, my mind was just like, an overloaded 2005 computer; can you imagine a computer with a big monitor screen and CPU, but can’t even load and process an one gigabyte program named life events. I defaulted myself as I gotta get rid of all the messes by getting a new one; a new beginning maybe, I thought.

And yes, I did.

I registered myself in one of those repatriation flights, and finally got listed, after long-waited months. Eight hours of travelling on air is what it takes to depart from Melbourne to reach to the motherland, Vietnam.

Everything about the flight was just as usual as it supposed to be, the only different thing is that you’re not gonna see the crowded airport, but instead, a frightening silence.

Getting in the plane, the seats were filled full with all the stranger faces, but they all had one thing in common, the thing that you can see through their eyes, it’s the ray of returning, of escaping from their own stage of solitude.

During the flight, I had tossed and turned for hours because I was fed up with thoughts; the thoughts of being insecure, being unsure, regarding to all the stuffs from the past and the forthcoming ones.

In truth, I would say every hour passed by to me, on that plane, resembling different kinds of mind-torture. Besides, I forgot to mention about the disposable isolation gown which handed to me by the flight crews, that one made things even worse. 

Am I being too specific about this short story now? haha

Alright, cutting all the crap

After spending 14 days in the quarantine camp, which gave me heaps of memories; making new friends, having new experiences bla..bla.bla, I finally got back to Saigon, Vietnam. Dang, I can't describe the feeling at that time man, my mind was just like: is this for real, like am i really in Saigon? I asked that question like a hundred timess in my head, and I just want to speak out loud the answer: Yes I ammmmm, I am fucking in Saigonnnnn, no fucking kiddinggggg.

Every thing was so great at that time, like I can feel Saigon once again, the atmosphere, the vibes, the rhythms. So peaceful, yet so crowded.

I began to feel like living more than ever compared to myself months ago.

I got the chance to catch up with families, friends and new opportunities. Things were so great, greater than sex I mean ;p

Till this point, do you agree with me that getting a new computer, or a new beginning is a great idea? let me know.

If you are in Vietnam, and still reading this, I just want to say congrats and welcome back to lockdown. I am no joking though. I am glad because you are here, you are still doing fine, maybe you have been through some sufferings, and that hardly damaged your well-being both physically and mentally. However, trust me, we all will be fine 'cause I am no different from you all, I had been through the same, and I know how it gonna go though.

There's a wise man said everything will be okay at the end, if it's not, it's not the end. I know you still doubt about this, but look at my story one more time, there will be a life full of happiness, meaningfulness and joyfulness waiting for us at the end of the road though.

Alright, some might be still wondering if any of this relate to the story about fate I mentioned at the intro. Briefly, I had mentioned about how I suffered during lockdown, and how I ran away from things just to start things over again, about how I got back to life and became happier and more positive, then how things turned over , and I got back to lockdown once again. Can you see now? even me I can't run away from fate. I just wanna say that I was so lucky that I could experience this and get over it . I know for sure you can do the same. If you are now in stage one of being solitude and stuff, let imagine you would be in stage two of being happy and positive, then I know for sure you would thanks this pandemic for the experiences though.

Additionally, when you are positive, you would find many good ways to solve the problems that you tried to run away from :)

Alright It is the end of the story I guess.

P/s: I am doing this because I think my stories would somehow be helpful to you, or maybe it's a bullshit one or maybe it could entertain you somehow during this pandemic though. Anyway, I wish you all the bests after reading this.