A week back when I returned home from Cleveland on a Sunday night. I experienced a helpless situation that made me realize how it feels like to be not able to return home.
I was locked out of my apartment with no jacket, no proper shoes, no car keys, and no phone!
I recently moved to one of those town house style apartments that has 6-8 flats in a block with a secured door entrance. The secured system isn’t a fancy dial in access system, but rather a key open door which I later found out was different for every block, when one of my kind neighbor tried to give me access with his keys.
In the depths of despair, I found out that my car was unlocked (as I was unloading my stuff) and my laptop was still in the car. I was able to connect to my home Wi-Fi from outside and make calls from gmail. I called my apartment emergency, after several redirects it went directly to voice mail. I left several messages but no response. My next call was to a locksmith. As the access I needed was to the building entrance but not to my apartment (my apt was unlocked as I was moving stuff), they asked for a written approval from the building management in order for them to unlock the door.
With all the things I was trying and failing, I was also waiting for someone to come out or go into the building. But there were none. It was past 9.00 PM and sadly every apartment that was visible to me had there lights off except for mine.
I was left with 2 options- 1) to call Uber and spend the night at a friends place or 2) to wait in the car for some angel to come and give me access. I decided to wait in the car and test my luck (as it’s gonna get any better after what happened). After freezing myself for more than 2 hours in my car, I saw a car pulling into the parking lot and there he was an angel. I quickly got out of my car and followed him as he gave me access. I thanked him with all my heart for letting me able to sleep on my bed.
I know a lot of people are in much horrendous situation right now, being banned from returning to their homes, stranded in airports, detained from dreaming of a safe home. The country that once had open arms to refugees, to immigrants, the great nation that was built by immigrants(and natives, off course!) is in the process of changing the definition of “greatness”. I am not a political person but with all the anticipated changes in the immigration law, I am sure a lot more of people’s dreams will be shattered. I am not here to add to the hate that is already in abundance. I am here to tell you to not loose hope, to not stop dreaming. There will always be a way out, and things will always turn your way. As an immigrant myself, I stand with many of you with an uncertain future but a hopeful heart!
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*This post is done in collaboration with Zaful. As always, all selections, styling and opinions are unbiased and my very own!
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