hey ppl,
here is the small (?) account of my wonderful experience of my flights from India to the US.......
I swear this is better than the love story of the dog that you saw as the first blog....
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4th March 2005, 19.53 hours
Two more minutes, and I would definitely see the plane take off above that tall aspiring sky scraper on the airport road. And I was not in a mood to wave it good bye, because I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ON IT. But, all I got to see for the next two minutes was the hunk wearing the Arrow shirt, staring at me with lustful eyes. Yeah, I am speaking about the picture on the advertisement board on the back of the BMTC bus, which refused to budge from its place. I was in my car, stuck in a traffic jam, and an ugly one.
I was not sure about its movement from that place for the next few years (well, a lil exaggeration won't spoil the taste), and prayed god to help me by getting the flight delayed. Parents, and sis tried in vain to contact the airport authorities to halt its departure citing the reason to be the arrival of a VIP on the plane. That was me!!!
The traffic moved a lil, enough to let me some space, and believe me, I broke all records of the CGI drivers that evening. It was my surprise that I had managed to get to the airport without a scratch on the car I was driving. Still am not sure whether it was due to the fellow drivers backing out in horror, and the omni present Krishna (not my friend, the limping one with grotesque teeth, but the God) who acted as an envelope to ward away the surrounding vehicles.
Managed to swerve the car onto the airport parking lot, and rush to the security, and to the check-in area flashing my out-held tickets, to the drop-dead-beautiful lady behind the desk, very well aware that I had reached there fifteen minutes late. It was 20.10 hours.
Who is she? Where is she from? Where does she reside? What does she eat?
These questions would have popped up in my mind, but if were not for the tragic miss of my flight to Chennai, my connecting flight to my first visit to the United States.
'If there was another plane to Chennai, I will pay for it, and hopefully reach before the international flight Lufthansa at 01.50 in the night' I had decided. But, would there be one?
6 comments:
wow.. I never knew that anyone could have expressed it in such an interesting manner. I cant wait to read the next. I feel like I am there standing next to you.. following the proceedings.
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