And the Clock Ticks

It was Monday, 28 November 2011, a public holiday as it was a first day in the Muslim calendar. I looked at my wrist watch. It was 10pm. I was still at the airport. Working.

Working? At the airport? At 10pm? On public holiday? What are you talking about? These might be some of the questions popped up in your mind. However, it is very true. It's the truth. I was there to fetch the second keynote speaker, Prof Steve Horward, for our i-User 2011 conference. It was the second time I visited the airport on the same day. I was at the airport earlier (6.30am) that day to fetch our first speaker, Prof Alan Dix. And again on the evening. The morning flight was as scheduled. However, the second flight from Melbourne, Australia was one hour delay.

The passengers started to come out from the arrival hall. Suddenly, every male foreigner looks alike to me. Luckily, I have the envelope which has the speaker's name on it. I put up the envelope high to be seen. A big smile came on a face of one of the passenger. I am glad that he noticed the envelope. Alhamdulillah. I found him with no hassle. For Prof Alan, it is fairly easy to recognise him as I met him last year during his first visit to our faculty. I quickly pressed the buttons on my handphone calling the driver to be ready for us. However, as there were
pilgrimage coming back from Hajj in Mecca, the airport was jammed-packed. We had to wait for the driver closed to 20 minutes. I almost ran out of topic to talk about. We finally reach the hotel at 11pm. Checked him-in, and I quickly headed home.

I reached home at about 11.30pm, there was my beloved husband in the TV room, waiting for me patiently. This was the third night which I came back late. The first one because of the night class (it's routine), the second one because of the day trip to Tangkak Johor for the Academic Mission, and the third one being for the i-User2011.


I enjoyed doing some of those activities, while some others are those that I had to. However, I am not complaining because I have a husband who supported me undoubtedly.

Thank you hubby for always being there for me.

*Note: I am going to be late again tonight because attending dinner which is in conjunction with the conference. And, will be coming late again tomorrow because of my Masters class.





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