Imagine that you are about to live permanently in another country and are waiting for transport to take you there. Write down your thoughts and feelings about your past life and what lies ahead

I never thought when I was in the college that I would be leaving my country of birth permanently to go and live away from it. But circumstances changed and I had to take an irrevocable decision. I had to go where there were opportunities of employment with a good pay. I have specialized in oil engineering for which the opportunities of employment and promotion are far and few between in my country. So it is natural that I want to seek employment elsewhere. For my qualifications no other country could offer as much opportunity as the Middle East countries. Since there is an oil boom there, it is not difficult for me to get an appointment. So I embarked for Dubai to seek employment. 

Now there are a few days left for me before I leave my dear country where I was born, bred, educated and spent nearly twenty three years of my youthful life. To leave here is almost a wrench. I am proud of my country because of its climate, evergreen surroundings, colorful people, rains, sunshine and the fruits which we have in plenty. Then there is my home in the midst of a rubber estate. My neighbors are lovable and friendly. Our larder has always been full with plenty to go through. We used to go about fishing in our streams. Our markets have been filled with nice things. I cannot forget the rickshaws which plies everywhere. 

Where I am going, is a desert country and but for the oil wealth, the parching climate and the blazing sun will take away one's energy. Thank God, because of my position, I can enjoy an air conditioned offices and apartment. Water is a rare and costly commodity. Given the chance the Arabs would willingly exchange their oil for a spring of water. Rain is a rare phenomenon so water is so scarce and daily baths and wash is a luxury. In Arab countries water is one of the costliest commodities. The very atmosphere is unpleasant with its petroleum smell and the horizon is dotted with oil rigs and oil refineries. The food which I am accustomed to gives place to processed or canned food. so I will have to change my food habits. 

The lure of money is high. When you are promised of a bumper pay packet it compensates for many inconveniences of life. Money can buy many of the comforts. I can make a happy home, educate my children well and see a wider world because I can afford to take vacations and travel. One may be tempted to ask if money is everything, but it is the thing that counts nowadays. I am prepared to go there even though other comforts of life may be missing. So I look forward to a life of adventure in the new country. This alone can prove whether I have been right in my choice. Wherever I am, I cannot forget my dear country.

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