For more than five months I have posted nothing. Because I could not write anything in those months. I did not finish reading a single book in 2014. I almost stopped listening to music. I paid less attention to my work. I was not and am not the same person I used to be.
This is an unusual tale that I am going to write here. An extra ordinary tale from an ordinary person’s life. All this time I was preparing for something. It was like I was surviving reality barely and preparing my spirit to make a dream come true. A dream so big that at times I have myself doubted if it would ever come true.
But it did.
“I met a girl on the internet. We became friends. We have been talking for like a year now…and we want to meet. Her family knows about me too. That is why I want to go there..to meet her and her family.” – That is what I told the officer to whom I submitted my visa application.
It got rejected for the first time.
Not many people decide to travel 6,500 Kilometers to meet a girl they have met on the internet.
I met her on Facebook. She saw my photo on her friends suggestion and felt like she should open my profile and check it. As per her words when she saw my photo, it was like, she could only see that photo on the page and rest was a blur. She was not sure if I would accept friend request from unknown persons. So all she did , she opened up my picture and liked it.
I thought that the recent like that I got from an unknown “foreign” girl – was definitely from a fake profile.
I ignored it.
A few days after I noticed that there was nothing more – no friend requests or likes from this girl, I felt like there was a possibility of this girl being a genuine one. I opened her profile and liked her profile picture too. It was a nice one. Not hot and cheeky rather pretty & graceful. The way I like girls.
She sent me a friend request and we started talking. We became good friends.
We would talk each other all the time. I would wake up to her messages and she would go to sleep reading my messages. We would share pictures and stories.
Then she told me she wants to meet me. She knows meeting in person would not be possible right now but she wanted to see me on Skype.
I have never Skyped with a person I have not met personally before. I was scared thinking about how awkward it will be, I was scared of many things. How I would look, how my voice would sound, if I would be able to understand what she speaks or not.
So we skyped for the first time. I was awkward as usual. She was smiling and laughing like a happy little girl!
I was awkward but I was happy.
That was the first of our many Skype encounters. We would catch up every weekend and on the middle of the week too if I would have a day off. We would never feel bored while talking to each other and with time we became more and more free with each other. I have never felt this free with any of my friends before. I have always been a distant, strange and weird guy to the girls and I believe even to those few girls I have dated, my image remains same.
Then we decided to meet. First we were thinking about meeting in a country which is in between our countries. I was thinking how awkward it would be to go meet her and her family at the same time. I was free with her but I saw her family for a few times on Skype. I am not the kind of person who speaks a lot and gets along very well with people who they have met recently.
But then I decided I should travel to her country. I imagined myself at her parent’s situation. Its not a easy decision to let your daughter go to a different country to meet a guy who she has met on the internet. I thought if I would go there I could meet her and her family at the same time. I could see her place. I wanted to do all of these. If I meet her someplace else then I would again have to buy tickets and travel to meet her family.
So I traveled 6,500 kilometers to meet a girl I have met on Facebook.
Getting the tickets, visa and traveling alone were not easy tasks. This was the first time I got a visa and traveled to another country – my first international flight. I was scared to do all of this.
But I was more scared of the idea of not seeing her, not being with her.
Never in my life I have ever wanted something so bad.
All of the journey and my time spent there with her is a story that will take a lot more words. I think I will write about that too. Because our story is unusual and at times it is far more interesting than reality.
Now I am back in my country. She will be coming to visit my place soon. People are asking whats next. How we plan to stay together.
When I added her on Skype, I noticed there was written something in her language at her Skype status field. I learned what was written there. She told that she put those words as her status a year before or so. I felt that we have been waiting for each other all our lives and we always knew that we existed in our minds.
“Ja tu necīnies par to, ko vēlies, tad neraudi par to, ko zaudē.“
“If you don’t try hard for what you want, why do you cry then?”
This journey has taught me one thing – sometimes you need to make a choice and prepare yourself to pay any price to life in order to stick to your choice.
We have made our choices. We want to stay together.
The things we will have to do for love will pay the price that we have to pay in order to stick to our choice.