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My Journey to UK Part#1



Foreword by writer: This is a 10 mini-series article that aims to prepare Bruneian students to come here in UK. In the article its like an autobiography of my experiences and mistakes made, so you can avoid the things that I have fallen to. So as to help Bruneian Youths get ahead in the nitty gritty UK. So you guys can save a hell lot of money, know what items and necessities to buy, avoid being ripped off, learn how to study smart and hard and learn the most important skill of all : Budgeting. So I Hope to see you soon guys.

My Journey to UK Part#1

It was not my ambition to come here in UK. As a matter fact I try to avoid it as much as I can. I once had the mentality that If I were to take a degree that I am just another guy who depends his answers by the book. My entrepreneurial spirit just repeals it from me. Besides looking at the richest individuals of the world, you will somewhat find something in common, most of them do not have degree qualifications. Richard Branson, Bill Gates, Simon Cowell, Pehin Hapidtz, Pehin Lau and others more do not have it. So I was just like what the hell, I am not going to UK. When someone pushed me.

It was my ex-girlfriend(Bestie now) who pushed me to take a degree with her. It was her ambition. So I studied hard. Got the results I needed. When all is said and done, I was on my way to get the MOE scholarship. Only to find out that my Bestie did not make it through. Her results was inadequate. It was a disappointing journey. I was in a dilemma. To take the MOE scholarship or not.

It reminded me of a poem by Robert Frost.

The Road not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
and looked down one as far as I could
to where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
and having perhaps the better claim
because it was grassy and wanted wear;
though as for that, the passing there
had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
in leaves no feet had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference

After I think it through I came to a conclusion: I took the scholarship.

It all made the difference. I do not regret my decision since. Turns out that my naivete thinking of the “richest people do not have degrees” was a very “dangerous” thought. I have no way of knowing. Henry Ford says “If you think it is right or it is wrong either ways it is right”. So I can not judge anything here.

I took the scholarship. Then I went through all the endless processes i.e getting medical checkups, making passport pictures, applying visa, going here and there, filling forms, signing contracts etc. I do not know why some students were complaining about the whole process but somehow I believed that it was a process that aims to harden us Bruneians before landing into one of the most complex capital cities of the world. Well as Mohammad Ali Al Abbar says to all his Dubai Emirates “Let us all stand like a mountain”.

Then I was in the airport. Clothes packed, No visa left out and enough money to let me live through. All of my family, closest friends(Haziq Lamudin, Amir Keyrain, Muaz Shiddiqin, Arina) and cousins were there to see me say their last farewells at the airport. Another thing I do not understand is that why getting a scholarship is such a big deal for parents? We students are after all be in debt to our big boss and have to work for 5 years minimum in the government. Both 2 which are not my nature: Loaning money and working for someone else. Coming back to the whole scenario, I was now saying the last farewells to the people I knew.

Only regret I have made is not meeting my beloved Grandfather in those last moments. The last I met him was a few days back  I treated him Nasi Lemak and Teh Tarek on the famous restaurant corner in Kampong Lambak Kiri, opposite of Millemewah near the Mosque. I drove for him even if I have no car license. When I announced that I’ll be flying to UK, his eyes were set in tears. It was a sad moment.  He is getting older by the day and I just hope I can buy him more Nasi Lemak and Teh Tarek. It was a heart breaking moment. It was the last time I saw him since.

Having my tickets and passport in one hand and my luggage in the other, I walked inside the terminal and now ready to depart to London.

The journey has begun.

Next Series of “My Journey to UK” Part#2: UK on wards to Brunei Hall

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