Travelling Of Citizen Of Georgia In Europe Or Schengen
/Mystical Reality And Europe As The Third Dimension/
Ketevan Blue Zazo Charkhalashvili
The title of article sounds sarcastic and it may be not so bad when you can observe some life challenges with sarcasm. Its human’s talent and no one can deprive it this trait. Though there are periods when sarcasm and humor doesn’t exist or it goes on second level, anyway it true for you: for the citizen of Georgia who decides to break borders of your country first time in life and join the world. I always say that every human have to talk and discuss subject due to its own experience. That’s why I want to share how citizen of Georgia, me, crossed border of my country and flew to Europe. We are Europe and I think there is no Georgian who can argue about this subject, but write and read on your own principle is not working, things I want to share is not mystic but “cruel” reality. These claws we can blame to the sarcasm. Every Georgian waking in the morning is already happy in spite of the fact what kind of diet it did have previous day. But then comes ‘sarcastic’ reality; though I’m not going to touch geopolitical issues and depths. I just want to narrate what kind of emotional and other kind of stages I went through going in Europe for education for two weeks.
Malta is little but as every ‘little” is important point in Mediterranean Sea. As there is no embassy of The Republic Of Malta in Georgia I applied to the embassy or consulate of Italy, don’t stuck on terms and details like this I’m nor aware about. I’m just citizen who wants to go and know that I have passport and if I have visas I shouldn’t break it. That’s all. In life my business is activity and expressing myself on paper, on canvas or on note paper. But I can’t compare myself to ‘real’ artists who haven’t seen nothing but brush and paintings and have skills and also responsibility that “if they will call” from consulate I have to go there exactly at that time which was indicated and take all necessary documents if even I don’t even like the list of document I have to offer to, or even it was impossible to gather all those documents or simply may you are genius man and don’t want. But as I’m not genius and have nothing to lose I collected all documents with ‘great pleasure”. But it’s only beginning: I have all documents but WHO explains how to fill them or how to present. It means that there is no one to explain it to you, they are not interested you to be informed about. If you miss out something you won’t go and that’s all. Then they say no, and then new story: everyone in every consulate ask WHY you did get NO on visas (I was saved from fortunately, sarcasm again) and then you have to “call” again. Call means – please wait it needs clearance: if you want visas you have to call on the phone. Only. There is no other way. On this telephone is working one operator during 5 hours per months. It’s not certain information, God save me from, just after two weeks hysterical calls during day I’ve got human voice in the end of the line, human voice said call ?? September, means I have only one day to accept whole Europe. Here I want to add that I have tried to participate in competitions on TV when wins who calls first, and I have no idea what kind of techniques they have when after question in second they are on line with right answer. Due to this experience I did have very little chance to get this call. And what about that ?? day in September it was after one month, it means that I did have to apply for visas once during 40 days and it’s due to lottery luck. It means that if I citizen of Georgia decided to go for a walk in Europe to get in touch with historical roots and wash my feet in Mediterranean Sea I need visas and it’s not about my spontaneous decision. Won’t help that fact too that I’m suddenly rich and have money the lack of is blamed for nearly of all our problems. You are not part of European culture and all you can do is be potentially criminal and break visas. This is the single criteria of consulate which is applied to you that means that you are human that can dared to go to Europe in terms of law. I try to get help of sense of humor but emotions they overwhelm anyway and I hope these emotions not very negative for the reader. Yep, sarcasm again? Right?
Let’s go on and lead the facts. Came that cruel day ?? September. I have to forget about work, eating because I have to call whole day long. I have one big bonus that I know that I have to call today but not tomorrow. I helps lit bit anyway. It’s already 3 O’clock. At three I’m on training so one hour 30 minutes I can’t call. Training is over and working day is coming to end. As I have no other way, I call to the embassy and ask WHAT I GONNA DO? As you know in Georgia ways of calling from mobile and home phone is changed so they said call through 8 not 5. I tried before too but there was no result. After third call I’ve got human voice. In spite of the fact that call was expensive like musical harmony I was listening to the human “hello” from the end of the line. When I came to my mind I told my name, reason and of course my mob number standing in the middle of noisy Restively Street. I insisted to leave another contact details too because it was big chance in the noisy Restively Street they could miss some numbers, or tired or something, anyway working and answering whole day long to the phone calls and then what. Nothing. This or other way they promised to call in one month. So here we can count how many time it took when I spontaneously decided, made all documents the list of is glued to the white door of the consulate (sarcasm again) to go to Europe. It practically excludes spontaneousity and my decision to wash my feet in Mediterranean Sea and to get close to my historical roots has big obstacles. Galaqtion said, if you won’t walk on the wet grass barefoot how you can know your country? And what can I do that Europe is my part and I need to get close to. Nothing, you need visas to walk on the wet grass barefoot. One month I could breath and tried to forget ?? day fever somehow. But month was gone too and that day they promised to call, wow surprise, they didn’t call. And what can I do? Mediterranean Sea is waiting for me and what I gonna answer? I can’t explain if HE says what visas are what I gonna answer then? May be HE knows better than me. As what a cruelty that HE knows. And I didn’t know that HE knew. Another day I went to the white door (which was always closed, I forgot to say). They said that I had to call. I called and third crucial call I’ve got. Though it was mystery. They asked my passport details, and when I explained that I have no passport with me she said call later (yes she said), and then she just let the secret out that meeting with me is appointed in ten days. I hang up the phone and turned my breath. Sometimes there are moments when you don’t believe but have to. And previous day I for sure waiting for call but they didn’t. Silence, isn’t it? And this is simplified new visa regime. Interesting how they were working BEFORE? My fantasy has no ability for. I only say my history. And that day that I was lucky by the mystery of spilling secrets that I have conversation with my PURE documents, anyway I think so because I’m very precise in, WENT TO THE CONSULATE. And they said YOU ARE IN LIST? Isn’t it mystic? I won’t tell details how they didn’t like my document because it should be signed and that they needed copy of passport of the person who signed it. And who explains? If I ever can handle it emotionally to go to Europe to step on wet grass barefoot I will know. And mystic is not working in this direction. And who’s going in Europe without air tickets, this information is in demand too. Shortly I was late 15 minutes and they advised to CALL? May be break again? Or may for reading it’s even entertaining, we read tragedy, or watch movie and then go to sleep or eat. We can do the same now too but the subject is that Europe is there and we here in geographically tough position, Europe in the middle of Asia. Caucasus or what? There is no exact answer. Another day I woke up and I remembered (to be true I haven’t even forgotten) that I have already bought tickets and returning them possible only in case when YOU HAVE NO on visas. They warned that they need document with stamp and then I will lose lit money, but it’s not problem: who’s counting coins. Another day I went to say that I need document to return my tickets back. May be you forgot that I had to call again? My emotional potential was absolutely dried and besides it was late for education going to Europe. The main subject is that with the influence of such kind of mystic I took my documents anyway, they were with me always because you never know what you might need, and when system is not working, and there is no human trace too may be mystic will work. And as I stepped in schengen area, and it’s true it’s schengen but for schengen citizens, and explained my needs human-mystical approach worked, I blamed for this evaluation because there is no system and organization to take care of it. That man, gorgeous Italian man looked at me, smiled and said, oh it’s YOU? And begun to check my documents. My reaction is not matter here. You can’t perceive it though emotion, by sense of humor may by the time you can explain it, and when I asked for time out to find money for visas because of informational disorder, as they said for education they don’t need fee for visas, I received that little white ticket with exact time and date when I had to some for visas. No it doesn’t mean that it’s visa: it can be no visas too. But I was satisfied with the feeling that I HAD TO GO in 27 and 15:00 and they didn’t have to call. When comes to my punctuality it means that it will work and won’t betray. I mean myself of course but not only. So I joined people waiting on the stairs in live queue who pretends that they are all calm and they pretend that nothing important is going on: new paper of your life or will open or close. That’s all. I joined them in 27 October. It’s true that they took my documents but I don’t know if I was good for all criteria so I was slightly nervous anyway. Came in, Ms. Keti checked all passports and drag from the end of passport queue my one with visas. When I came out I was so smiley supposedly that guard guessed: IVE GOT VISAS, AND CONGRATULATED TO ME. This is the story of my visa.
