The verdict of the courts was clear-cut; Nasseri could neither leave the airport nor enter the country. This peculiar ruling effectively rendered him a man living in a legal limbo. From 1992 onwards, the terminal became his home. With his suitcase, books, and diaries by his side, he managed to establish a semblance of a regular life. Airport staff would bring him food, engage in conversation, and even bestowed upon him the nickname 'Sir Alfred Mehran.'
Years later, French lawyer Christian Bourget found his stolen bag. However, according to Belgian law, a refugee who voluntarily leaves the country cannot return. In 1995, Belgian authorities amended the law, granting Nasseri the right to return. But he declined the offer, as his heart was still set on going to England.
His stubbornness was a continuation of the fate that had shaped his life. The terminal was his home, his suitcase his bed, and the passengers his neighbors.