The home is what I felt first in Geneva. I was first picked up by Wana, my soon-to-be roommate from the airport. Immediately, I felt how kind people are to strangers leaving abroad. Encik Johan from the embassy replied to one of my random emails to the Malaysian Mission in Geneva and offered me a place to stay on such short notice. The apartment is lovely and it is very near the UN offices. I am very grateful.
Despite having a nice place to stay, I came here thinking it will be temporary and so I kept searching on other places to rent. And low and behold I met another friendly and lively lady with her teenage daughter looking for UN interns to rent a room at her place. She is a Peruvian, vivacious in character and spices she used in her food. Love that. We became instant friends.
I know the road ahead will not be all pink and wonderful but I hope this journey ends as homely and lovely as it began.
September 7th, 2014.
Rue Lamartine, Servette, Geneve.
"Why are they so cold?"
"I wish the cold in the world of adults would be gone too"
Even when you try and runaway from the problem, it always comes back and haunts you. Because even when you try to confront and face it, they leave you with coldness and no end.
That is why I ran away, and I’ll keep running away.