A Journey from Haven to Hell

Bang! Bang!

We are form UKBA open the door. Bang! Bang!

I was half of sleep, quickly open the door for them.

 ‘Everyone please stay in your room’. One officer sought.

It was 7.30am in the morning, 5^th of February. The day everything changed in my life.

 >Hasan ! can you show me your passport?

 >Yes ! this is my passport !

Quickly officer took the passport, and call to the home office, and confirm that my passport visa is problematic ! it was indefinite leave to remain.

My eyes went blank. Can’t see anything;

<>Mr. Hasan ! we well take you to the detention centre. You can take some cloths if you want. Do you know this is fake visa ?

<>         No ! I don’t!

<>         Where did you get that ?

<>     It has been given by ‘Khan Solicitors’

<>         How much you have paid for it ?

<>         Six thousand five hundred?

<>         Have you got any receipt ?

<>        Yes ! I do !

  >        Give me those receipts !

The officer took the reaccepts and some other documents. Let’s go. They took me to the prison van.

My head has gone completely empty. Can’t think of nothings;

I use to drive those roads; now all of them look unknown to me. Why? Don’t know!

The van stop somewhere in Leyton; Now I have a company! He jsut woke up. I looked at him, he seems can’t believe himself what happen!!

I was thinking; all planes I have made; last couple of months, for next week as well as end of the month.

I have booked a hotel for 14^th of February, Isle of White, booked a helicopter for an hour, orderd a ring, I wanted to propose love of my life O.Erisir in the skay, 2000ft up from the land. It will be our first Valentine’s Day! Ersr use to say- ‘don’t make big plane!’ it will not come true. Very funny!!!

End of the month there are four birthday including me. 25^th, 1^st, 3^rd,7^th all birthdays, gifts...

Before thinking more we have arrived at Backet House ! They locked us in room, quite big, two toilets, couple of books, magazines, news papers.

Soon more people arrived, five more, everyone was mute, faces was sad, worried, no one know what will happen?

Strange world, if we think of time, I think time goes very slow, why ? I am not scientist, so...

I have received six call so fare; all form Erisir, she was crying, giving me mental support, asked me not to think of nothing. Erisir said to me, UKBA send her Dad back, but, will not let that happened to me. She was crying alot;

The staffs was polite, helpful, they are only transporter name ‘Tascor’.

I wasn’t scared, jsut sad, because of my plane, those will be unfulfilled desire. Is there any human in this planate? Who doesn’t have any unfulfilled desire while he/she was dying...??

By the evening I have been given couple of papers, IS98,IS98A,IS151A,IS91R,IS86 I am not a law experts so I don’t know what it’s mean ?

The officers said ‘Hasan you have been detain, you cannot go home.

My eyes gone blarry, I can only see what black. I have booked 4 tickts for Erisir family, as those will be there birthday gift. Ha...Ha...strange world.

By the 9.40pm I have arrived at Brook House IRC. It’s near Gatwick Airport. To come to the reception I had to cross 5 doors.

Like the way sky gets change in the evening every day, O. Erisir voice got changed as well. She call me and said – Hasan I have trust issue, you are not telling me every things, So, I don’t trust you as well. And I will not help you if are not telling me everything. She got upset, I think angry as well.

What I could say!!

I have been victim of organised criminal, they my money, and put fake visa on my passport, the runway, seven thousand pound, I didn’t know it’s fake! I suppose to get all my document, but, the solicitor firm has closed down and arrested, When I have found out, it was too late....! too late...

Can I prove it, no; apart from 3 receipts i don’t have any document. Why someone will believe me ?

So many times I wanted to tell her, Canim, I am in big mass, my life is ruin, I have lost my concentration, she was saying it, I don’t love her that much anymore, her mum was saying it, I don’t come to their house.

But, I could not, why, I don’t know! May be she will be upset or maybe she will think, now she have to do me a favour. My relation will look like for a reason. Now I know I was another mistake. Mistake cannot go alone; another mistake needs to go with him.

My love for her was unconditional; I wanted to be like that. If my love is true, then one day 'll come again. If it’s fake then, it won’t.

After crossing 17 doors, I have come to Brook hour B wing. Wow.

Around 1.30am. Room no 109. I don’t like it, 9 is not prime number, 3x3=9. I heat even numbers. I wanted to mark the room so, I have written in the wall

‘’Hasan love O. Erisir’’.

‘’O.Erisir loves Hasan’’.

(to be continue)