I used to remember the delight and excite inside me when the realms of sudan airways began to near - as I skipped to read its name on the screen and shout to my mum
ITS THIS WAY!
I remember the beautiful feeling that sudan has extended its arms out to get you and bring you home
for once you even just hear sudan airways - you begin to feel you are home
from the blue and yellow colours to the chatting of travelling women meeting for the first time but talking as if they know each other forever and the screams of crying children and eavy handbags
and pure disorganisation
I was still...
ecstatic
I remember the delays that became so normal it wasnt even anger or rage when you were informed
I remember the taking off and the prayer said for protection to guard us along this safe flight
I did feel safe
I remember the joy of seeing the first signs of sudanese land from the sky
the desert the different colours the different methods of life , true life exploded from the small plane window into my heart
for I always have the window seat!
I remember the rummage of luggage and pushing to get out and laughter and eschange of addresses and then...
heat
and sun
and my eyes connected with its own eyes
the heat was a natural antiseptic from the past travels
the heat was a natural shock of making you alive
the heat was a purity against my frozen being
for in that split second the heat reminds me that I am here and I am a part of this land
born here , no matter where I go the heat is what surrounds me
the article was about a man's experience and love for Sudan airways
I never knew we were allowed 46 kilos of luggage !
but I do know Sudan airways was slowly destroyed until extinction making Sudan one of the minority of countries NOT to have its own airline internationally
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