Journey To USA

It was Tuesday, 16th August 2005 - the day that I have been waiting for so long. Well, I was about to travel to USA for the first time in my life. Its not that I have never seen any foreign country before but yet there was lot of excitement. This journey was my first longest ever and I was the first one from my family to come to USA. It was indeed a proud moment. I was really happy as I was going for good into a new world.

Moving along the line at check-in counter, I faced a small trouble. I was asked by my friend to accommodate some of her stuff in my carry over luggage. I decided to help her but unfortunately could not open my luggage. Gosh! I had forgotten my combination. This was the first time such situation had occurred. I became worried as to how would I retrieve my immigration documents upon reaching USA.

So after almost 16-18 hours of journey to Chicago via London, I reached the Chicago airport immigration. I had mentioned the problem to the officer who was managing the queue and giving instructions. The officer immediately guided me to two other officers and the problem was taken care of. While this matter was being resolved, I helped an Indian couple (who were almost my parent's age). Actually, they were having a hard time in understanding the officer's conversation. The officer requested me to help them understand the matter. Thus, in a way, I acted as a translator and helped the couple. I was really happy and felt how good it is to be a "polyglot".