Departure Hall

When was the last time you send someone off from the airport?


Me?


Not that I can remember.


Its so common to leave Singapore these days to go somewhere else to relax, take a break and whatnot. But yesterday was a very special day for me. I made my way to the Changi Terminal 3 Airport to send an ex-colleague, a friend and his wife off to New Zealand. They have the intention to migrate.


It is not that they are faced with a Hobson's choice that they have to leave Singapore and venture to the greener pasture at the other side of the world. In fact, I envy their courage and the 'dare to make dream happen' spirit. However, its sad that to see someone leaving us.


Talking about Departure Hall in airports, it reminds me of the show 'Love Actually'. In the show, it says;


Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaking suspision love actually is all around.