Strangers

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2 hours passed, Gulf finally arrived in London city centre, everyone is on the move the city is bustling with vehicles and every place is filled with peoples. He is getting more excited now and could not wait to explore the city for a few hours before he left to Scotland. It is true what they say when you are in another man lands, everything seems new.

“To awaken quite alone in a strange town is one of the most pleasant sensations in the world.”

He took pictures, video to savour the moment when he comes back home, for a few hours he could only feel amazed in everything, the weather is freezing cold, he couldn’t feel his hand and feet. He could really need a heating pad to kept inside his jacket. Being amateur travellers he is, winter season is no joke. He could get frostbite. He went to the nearest drug store to buy extra heat pad for his journey. This year is expected to snow heavily and being an Asian kid he is, gulf will have a hard to adjusting himself in this cruel yet beautiful weather.

He went back to his room when he has seen enough, he needs to saves up money for Scotland. Not that he will spend that much but he has the whole week to survive. “You can do this, gulf. Things to be patient will come in a good result.” he soothes his own heart. He looks over again for his next pit stop,

“The Man in Seat 61 says the Caledonian Sleeper is his favourite sleeper train, spotlighting those stunning views, plus the addition of a lounge car. There are two trains that depart London nightly and both split to take passengers to their various destinations. Depending on the route you pick, you can head to Edinburgh, Glasgow, Inverness, Aberdeen, Fort William, Perth or Aviemore. The Inverness train also makes stops at Gleneagles, home to golf and whisky and the Fort William service includes a stop off at Corrour, known as the UK's most remote station.”

Gulf already knows where are the next destinations and he should rest before going to the railway stations. One of the reasons why he wants to go to Scotland that bad is to see that country castles. Gulf loves it, the architecture, how it has been preserved for over hundreds years and the memories created inside it makes it more special.

That is why he wanted to experience to spend a night or two in it just to experience it and blames his obsessions with harry potter books as well. English is not his mother tongue language but practice makes perfect right, everyone deserves the right to be able to converse in another language.

He practices day and night in school, with his favourite English teacher. She helped him to go through it, no matter how hard it is. She always told him that learning will take process but when you have put your mind on it and set certain goals. You will be able to do anything you want.

The only thing he needs to do now is to figure his way out to the railway stations, in the maps, it only says only will take 1 hour to go there. He checkout from the budget hostels near there and proceed to continue his journey.

Gulf: “Excuse me, do you know which way I should go to London kings cross stations.”

Strangers 1: “What sorry, mate... Cant understand your English. Pissed off will ya!”

Gulf: “Ai sat! Thank you, bye.”

He walks off from him, asking for directions is not gonna be easy he decided to stick on the maps and finds his own way there. He always has a good sense of directions but this place is quite hard and he has to look at the signboard all the times. However lucky for him, he manages to arrive at the railway stations and really this place gives you all sorts of nostalgic feelings. He purchases the midnight ticket and manages to get a budget standard room, that will be enough for him to rest his eyes.

The waiting game began, tries his best to keep on focusing on the time for the train to depart. Not long after this, he will be off to “It’s freezing out here,” he said to himself. Gulf put on more hot patch to his pocket looking for warmness, for someone who is eager to travel in winter his body is not able to adapt with the changes just yet. The train arrived not long after that and now it is showing half past 12, this has been tiring and all he needs is rest. He hops onto it and finds his seat and room immediately.

Ticketor: “Excuse me, my room is at 36B could you let me know where to go.”

Ticketor: “I am sorry sir, that room is occupied by another passenger.”

Gulf: “Wait... no. that room is mine. I pay for it. See?”

Ticketor: “Truly sorry sir, let me check what I could do for you. There have been some mistakes. Please find any seat at the moment. I will get back to you.”

Gulf: “Fine, I will wait here. Derek. Please, I need my room.”

He walks off trying to find an empty seat, well this has been shitty days, people are not very nice around here and the language barrier making it harder for him. He did not look up when he bumps to crowds of teenagers and fell to the floor, he stares at them in disbelief.

Teen 1: “Hello wankers, would ya step aside!”

Teen 2: “Oh look at him, he’s gonna cry… are you looking for mommy? Too bad your mom is not here. *laughs*

Gulf: *Speaks in Thai* If you’re in my land, I will step on your face. You motherfuckers, fuck all of you”

Teen 3: “Ohh, poor baby. Look at him, can you speak English mate, you know E-N-G-L-I-SH?”

They were about to hit him when he refuses to speak in English, gulf doesn’t want any troubles, no matter what this is not his country. Troubles won’t do him good, he should bear with it, one of them lays his hand to punch his face but he was stopped by someone.

Mew: “Don’t you have other things better to do?”

Teen 1: “Ceh, who are you now, his boyfriend? See, told you he is a twink and needs to be protected.”

Mew: “Yes, I am his boyfriend and if you do not stop now, I will snap your fingers into half and both of you next. Get the fuck out of here at the next pit stop. Do not let me see you again.

Teen 2: “Who the fuck you think you are, don’t be scared he would not do it, bro. *Laughs loudly*”

Mew: “Hello, this is Mew. I would like to report delinquency and act of harassment on your train. They have caused harm to an innocent tourist and as an act of defence. I broke one of their hand. *snaps his fingers.*

Gulf: “Mew, stopped it. I’m fine!”

Teen 1: “Argh!!!!!!!!!! Fuck you piece of shits, my hands. Help, my hand!”

Mew: “Apologise to him now.”

Teen 1: “I am sorry, please... I need my hand. Let go of me. *cries*”

Teen 2 and 3: “Yes, we are sorry. Please do not hurt us.”

Mew: “All of you will get off at the next stations, with police. Now sit here, and do not move an inch!.”

Gulf: “Mew, enough, you don’t have to do that. We are in their country, I don’t want any trouble.”

Mew: “I’m half British, it will be fine, sit here gulf. You hurt your hand, the patrol will be here soon to bring them away. Wait for me here.”

He ushers them away and went with the officers in charge, leaving gulf dumbfounded by what just happen. This happens, frequently because of the way he looks, he always mistakenly as gay. Even though he is tall almost hitting 180cm but because of his feminine face, they always pick a fight with him and calls him names. He hates it, got onto fight because of this all the time but he could not help it, mew stirs this feeling that he denies all the time.

Is this fate, to met him twice because mew does not seem to have any business to be on this train. He twists his hand when falling down just now and it is getting swollen, this has been a long day for him and only the city has treated him nice but not from the people. He began to have the slightest regret considering what happened, mew comes back with first aid kit and rushes to his seats. His face changed no longer serious and scary, he looks anxious and worried.

Mew: “Let me look at your hands, fuck those kids.”

Gulf: “Hey, I am alright. This only minor injury.”

Mew: “No, Gulf. this is not alright, let me treat you.”

He could only stare at him, let mew do whatever he wants to his hand. It pains him and he is upset but no more because of him. After a few minutes, mew took care of his hand and bandage it. “Why are you being nice to me? Do I look that pitiful?” Gulf mutters to himself. He does not want any sympathy, not from anyone.

Mew: "Gulf tell me your room number. I will send you to your room."

Gulf: "Mew, I'm not a woman you know. I can walk, by myself."

Mew: "Don't argue with me now. Tell me about your room number."

Gulf: "I don't have any."

Mew: "What! Why not. We have a long journey. Gulf. You can't be that stupid want to seat here the whole night."

Gulf: "Well… thank you for your help and your concern. I appreciate it but. I'm good staying here, that man will come soon and give me back my room."

Mew: "You're coming with me."

Gulf: "What!"