“The Last Mile”… Inspired By The Expatriate Life.

In my previous post I have revealed my newest adventure; which was set in China and it will last around three years… Yes, I am now living abroad where I get to struggle with the process of adjustment, learning a new language, and… the very cold weather… seriously; a Russian colleague expressed to me that it’s colder than her hometown, which gets around 20 below zero. But even though my trip has trials and obstacles, it is still not the adventure you would look for on the book shelves.

During my time as an expatriate in Egypt, I had the fortune of meeting one of my best friends, a student with a very interesting story to tell. She is always inspiring, kind, talented… and she runs marathons. But underneath all that was a part that was sad to know. I was inspired by her story and wished I could know more about her, and to be able to experience what she experienced… I sometimes felt jealous of her because I knew she was stronger than me, because I would crack under that pressure.

So when I came to China, I found inspiration was spreading in the air. I wanted to write something inspiring especially since my inspirational novel Kima has reached to a point where I can feel brave enough to let her go. And that’s when I asked for my friend’s permission to allow me to use her as my muse for my next inspirational novel. I have been working on my thrillers for a while and I am planning my next publishing strategy… But the lion’s share from my efforts will always go to my writing.

So I write today to express my gratitude to have known you, Dr. Enas. I wish you all the great fortune that you deserve in your new life, and I hope I will do you just in this story inspired by your adventures. Keep doing what you do and stay, as always, inspiring.

Here’s a draft from the prologue. I hope you will get to know here more in the coming future.

The Last Mile.

Legs stiff, breathing fumes out of her burning lungs, gasping for air, drowning in her own sweat, and her heart is a raging beast, pummeling on her ribcage; furious for what she has put it through. How could a day that started with a cool breeze turn into an afternoon in the Sahara desert? How did it get to this? What brought me here to this final mile? She reproved herself. This morning, they made the mistake in placing a runner named Enas in the ten mile division instead of the thirteen miles marathon. Now that she thought about it; it could be the fates telling her to reconsider, that she does not belong in this marathon… the same way she thought that she didn’t belong anywhere.

The only positive thought Enas could squeeze out of this seemingly final moment of her strange life is that she is going downhill. One mile of rest after nineteen miles of torture. The same statistics life had given me so far – her depressed body calculated for her. She tried to block the fact that the last remaining distance is going to be uphill. Save your energy… save your life, damn it! Her brain fought against her crumbling body.

It  didn’t feel like she was going downhill anymore… It felt like she was falling into a hole, one she have to crawl out off, like the many times she fought her way through her life.

Here I am – she told herself. She is now at the bottom, high on endorphins, ready to ascend up. She turned and looked back, to see what does the last mile look like. But what she saw was more… she saw her life. She looked the past in the eye, and it revealed her story.

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Riding The Orient Express… My New Adventure In China…

 

This post is long overdue, but when you have that much fun, you are left with no choice but to live your life until you find time to catch your breath and tell the world about your previous days… right before you dive back into your merry time… So yes.. I hitchhiked a ride to the mysterious orient; not only to uncover it’s mysteries, but also to find something about myself, for the best way to find yourself is to be lost first. And boy did I get lost at the start of my journey.

I am officially an expatriate in China, in Dalian City to be exact. The first thing I noticed when I arrived there is that English is a rare currency here, and I could not use it much. Thank god at least I own a smart phone like most of the modern men and women; with just a rub on the screen, the smart phone genie can teach me or speak on my behalf. Though I really felt embarrassed when I found out that I was saying ‘Nice to meat you’ “Wo hen gaoxing rou ni” instead of ‘Nice to meet you’ “Wo hen gaoxing renshe ni”. I said that to three people on different occasions; they looked at me in surprise and just smiled and nodded… I didn’t know they were confused, I thought they were impressed with my Chinese. But I learned eventually, and gained a funny story to tell.

So why did I went Magellan and decided to go away from home? Well… Initially I planned to continue my education after working for a while. But why China? Because everywhere I got accepted at was expensive; who knew studying in  Manchester, Toronto and Chicago will be too expensive? I mean its 180,000 a year for Orthodontics in Canada.. and that’s just for the tuition. That’s when China came in. They have a very good educational system, and my major is clinical Orthodontics, so it all depends on me. The experience and the inspiration that I’m getting is just a valuable bonus.

My initial thoughts about the people of Dalian is that they are very private and not social; when I lived in Egypt for five and half years, people were staring at me whenever they see me because I’m a foreigner, I expected the same treatment here especially since – profile wise – I look a lot different from them, but they didn’t react much to my abroad countenance. But then I learned that if you just start a conversation, they immediately become very social and very helpful. I would like to share everything about my trip… but I missed blogging a lot, I don’t want to pour it all out in just one setting. So I will give you a preview of what is happening lately through a couple of photos.

Until next time 🙂

 

My first view of China.

My first view of China.

My first night in China.

My first night in China.

My first morning in China... no photoshop.

My first morning in China… no photoshop.

Mastering the art chopsticks.

Mastering the art of chopsticks.

 

My shame...

My shame…

 

Giving a lecture about Oral manifestation of systemic diseases... something doctory..

Giving a lecture about Oral manifestation of systemic diseases… something doctory..

One of my colleagues was late... had to give him the look...

One of my colleagues was late… had to give him the look…

My first snow experience.

My first snow experience… I’m smiling under the scarf.

My new writing place... an amuse well if you will.

My new writing place… an amuse well if you will.

Captured my ghost.

Captured my ghost.

Watching the sun set.. or should I say; watching the sun rise somewhere else.

Watching the sun set.. or should I say; watching the sun rise somewhere else.