This stint in Singapore didn’t end the way I had planned or perceived when I came here. I tried very hard to get a good job or any job but I had thus far failed to secure one. Since I had no means of income, the money I had brought with me as my saving was running out fast. I was not left with any money for food or rent or any other supplies. I didn’t even think I had enough for a return flight ticket home. Money was the biggest issue I had to tackle. Without money, surviving all alone in a foreign country is very difficult at any age or stage of life.
I didn’t even have a proper visa to stay in Singapore. I had to cross the border and go to Malaysia to get visa extensions. This was also costing me money and chipping away at my savings in a very bad manner. At the end of my stay, I was offered a couple of jobs but could not work with these Singaporean companies due to my visa restrictions. I had to find a way out of this problem because I could not get a legal job in Singapore without a work permit visa. I needed to work and skip the trips to Malaysia for constant visa extensions.
I didn’t have a work visa permit and had to apply for it. The process was not an easy one and I tried three times. After I failed all three attempts, I couldn’t attempt any more. I was very disappointed and had nowhere to go but knew that God had something good in store for me as I trusted him completely. The frustration was getting better of me, but the trust in God was getting stronger every day. I didn’t want to lose hope as there was nothing else left for me except hope.
One day on a very hot and humid Singaporean day, I was sitting in the park and talking to myself about the decision I had made. The decision now looked stupid and illogical. I kept asking myself why I moved to Singapore without a plan. However, I knew I was brave and God would help me out of this situation as well like he helped me throughout my previous years. In Singapore, I prayed a lot so that I could find a way out of that tough situation and prayed to God from a bench in that very park.
That very day as I prayed to God for help, it was like he heard me instantly. I got a call from a friend. He told me that his friend’s company wanted to hire a translator for the Korean language. This call felt absolutely random, and I didn’t expect it at all.
I then got a job from a Singapore company as a translator. Now that I think back, it was such a suprise and I never expected it to happen. I was desperate but had faith, and somehow it worked out.