I have heard a lot of bad things about moscow.
Like people having troubles to get places to sleep, or the official personnel who were unwilling to talk...etc.

But did someone experience anything worse than i had ?
In my life, i have never been in more terrible situtation than this.
In my life, i have never been so afraid than this.
In my life, I have never felt more helpless than this...


I landed at moscow at around 8:30 in moscow time, 26May 2006.
The passengers were led to the transit desk, so did I.
One officer checked my passport and also wanted to see if I have any agreement documents of my work permit. Every doc was shown.

Then i was on the queue to the waiting room. One russian young lady(Pretty sharp face) was checking passports and stamping somekinda seal on those.

When she was checking mine, she told me 'please wait'. I had get out of the queue. She put my ticket and passport on her desk.

When every one was gone and i was wondering why m i the only one here..she summoned me to follow her.

She took me downstairs and gave my passports to a rough looking Russian officer, who was smoking ( Wasnt that airport a no-smoking zone?)

I asked them "could u please tell me whats going on?May be I can help u". No ans..."Just sit down".

I just sat on a metal chair. Dont remember how long. more than an hour ofcourse...

I couldnt see the officer. He was gone somewhere with my passport and ticket.
Every single second i was thinking what if somehow they lose my passport !!
N what on earth may be wrong in my passport?

But i was a bit relaxed cause my next flight is at 5pm. I have more than enough time, i guessed.


Finally, the smoking guy came out, gave my passport and ticket to a fat lady. The lady starting walking upstairs. I was thundered. Shouldnt I follow my passport?

I took my handbag and laptop-bag and started following. "Should I follow u mam?" She jst nodded her head a little.


She took another guy, ( I guessed he was another unlucky passenger) and made us follow her.


It was a long passage. We passed doors after doors. Passage after passage. I was quite tired and extreeeemly sleeepy. I could feel my brain expanding and srinking with heartbeats. It was hard for me to walk with the baggages.


Finally we arrived almost at one end of the airport i guess. We went down a long staircase and she showd me a bench to sit on.


It was kinda dark room with doors to 2/3 diry rooms. I could see age-old tables, the walls have become blackish somewhere.Those reminded me about Bangladeshi crap-offices.


I was standing near a bench. A strange looking lady was sitting there. She was wearing white boots ( loong to her knee). black pants or something like that.She had white hairs and a face totally ruined with makeups and colors. ( I have never seen a prostitute before.. i dont exactly why, but she appeared to be as one... i guess she was a russian)

I tried to talk with the other guy who came with me.But he cant really understand English !!!

I waited and waited.
I tried to talk with the officers inside the rooms.
I asked "may i come in sir?"
The said "No".
I came back later, "I really need to with someone.."
They said something in Russian with an angry voice.
I peeped in another room. It was the security room full of CCTV monitors. There were some ladies ( including the officer who brought me here). Everytime i tried to enter they were either on phone or busy with lipsticks.
Finally i found them in a stable position. N as soon as I started talkign, she shouted please sit. I started "but..." she yelled at me "SITTT DOWN".

NO ONE EVER SHOUTED AT ME LIKE THAT IN 20 YEARS !!

I came back to the bench. Collapsed on it.
I was in Moscow. Stuck.
Noone knows I am actually where.
I couldnt find any way to make an international call.
I couldnt find a way to get out of that place.
I was wondering where would my dad look for me if I dont reach Finland on time.



At around 3, ( i have only 2 more hours) a lady brought some trays and left in a dark corner near toilet. She also opened a small metal window ( I havent noticed that before) and pushed one tray through that.

What the hell????
Is it somekinda jail?
Is someone living in that small cell?
Are they gonna put me in one of those?



I felt something cold running in my back.
I became afraid.
Very very afraid.

I went to that corner near tiolet.
There were 2 more guys there.
I found one who could speak English. Very little. But he can.
He was an Iraqi.


From him, I came to know, he was standing there for 3 days. The other guy was living in that floor for 6 days.

That wasnt a hotel u can stay.
There was no shower u could take.
There was no clothes u could borrow from someone.
There was no phone u could inform others.
It was out of the world.



I was in total panic.
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I m tired of telling. I smsed 2/3 message from the iraqis cell. Thanks God at least i could inform my sister, mikko and Laura.

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It was 4:20. I saw in the boarding pass ( One officer has just shown me that) i should board at 4:20. I then came to know i was gonna miss my plane. I then tried to eat what was on the tray. One officer brought another girl in the room. I talked with her. She was a mongolian. cnt speak english.



I was hungry.
I was tired without any sleep from the last night.
I was in panic.
Alone, sitting in moscow.



Its easy to read.
Its easy to say U shouldnt have gone panicing. many things happen in Airports....
But i wasnt sure how dad could send any help to this place.
There is no way he can help me there.
N it was so horrible.



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I prayed a lot.

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I saw 5pm by my watch.

Was that my plane's sound? Leaving with my luggage?

If I get released after 2/3/4/5/6/ days, i will probably lose my luggage.

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It was 5:05.

2 officers running to the room.

My heart bumped.

Arent they calling me?

I ran behind them

It 5:15 when i reached a gate.

I was without my ticket and passport and they checked my bag, made me put off my shoes

and scanned it and pushed me to a plane.

No one answered

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I was in the plane.

Alone in the 3 seats.

Is this plane going to Finland?

What will happend If I land and they dont have my passport in the plane?

Where on earth will I go then?

How long it may take me home without a passport?



All i wanted then is no job, no adventure, no Finland.

I wanted to go home.

TO my country, to move freely.

to talk ...



yes... to talk.. with ammu, with u...

to walk in the known streets and wanted to eat chanachur...



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The plane landed.

I asked the air-hostage on my way out.

She gave me an envelop where i found my passport, my ticket and My boarding pass (!)





In a minute i came out the airport.

The immigration officer tok 50 seconds to let me out.

It was around 7:00 ( i forgot) in Finland.

It was fresh rainy air outside.

It was cold.

It was refreshing cold.





I started walking to the bus stand.

I know i had to look for Bus 615 or 615T or 615N.





Gagan