Home Coming I – The Journey Begins

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At 34000 feet and 800 kph (couldn’t feel the speed of the flight at all, except from few jerks at times, its like spending time in a chair and getting bored), what would one like to do, well there are kids who are enjoying after they took the elves christmas caps from the air hostesses. There is this guy 2 seats away who I guess has some breathing problem and doing ramdev baba category exercises to regain in breath in a pressurized capsule to save everyone from the outside 10° C and really low pressure, to make it suitable for the travellers, but seriously isn’t there any solution to the air pressures felt at the ears, those are really frequent and freaky. There is this other guy listening songs on his i-pod, well if it would have been a girl I would have been cursing Steve Jobs the same way rachit did in his blog. So 1.5 hours I will try to write something, and watch few more episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

Anyways, to start the trip, well it wasn’t planned at first, I was supposed to be enjoying a marriage at Calcutta, but some things don’t go as planned, but once that event was postponed, it was more of necessary to break to visit home, and a way I can use that to enjoy at Bhopal. So, from Bangalore to Mumbai, and then to Bhopal, that summarises the trip in terms of journey, not in terms of fun, which we all will know in coming days, and I don’t have any idea of that. Oh oh the plane is starting to tilt, we are about to reach Mumbai, time to switch off the fun, will resume later……
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Resuming with the story, 21^st December was the date when I had to leave Bangalore on a 10:15 Deccan Flight DN-606, as suggested by other I had to leave 8:00 for the airport, so I woke at 7:30 AM, got a bathe, dressed neatly and applied the adidas deo to impress girls and air hostesses. Reached airport well before time and I may be the first one to check my baggage at the counter, the attendant gave me an option of a window seat, which I accepted without any retaliation. Going through several security scans through different sections at the terminal, wasn’t any exciting though. But the fruits of getting up early did reap so early, so many well make-up(ed) faces greeting you from time to time. In short, a early morning visit to lounges should be made compulsory for especially people with poor vision, there is a lot of eye tonic to serve the purpose of the senses, which in a way is refreshing, so much that I didn’t sleep at all in the flight, plus there were these beautiful ladies, called air hostess, in red mini-skirts and white tops wearing Christmas caps was another reason, I wasn’t able to sleep.

On my seventh experience with what “wright brothers” once flew in early nineteen hundreds, I have nothing to do, listening to songs from my collection, adhering to the captain’s directions and highly excited to visit Mumbai, listening to the constant humming of the engine, initially I had this feel that the seats near to the wings will give me an opportunity to look on how the controls work while taking off and landing of the plane, as the captain was checking the controls at start, I knew, I was gonna enjoy this, and infact I did, while taking off, the shape of the wings reminded me of the terrifying fluid mechanics classes (though I got my best grades ever in those subjects, 3 A+ in 3 courses, but I never had an idea HOW). Shifting from Bangalore to Mumbai, in terms of place, or Pruthi to Rachit, in terms of person, the loving part never fell short.

So here after a delay of some 30 minutes I landed on the beautifully built Mumbai Chahtrapati Shivaji airport, where after collecting my baggage, I had a clear instruction to head left where rachit was waiting for me. And there we are @ mumbai, where a great Mumbai bash awaits, so we have the whole day to see places and many many more things awaits us in this Mumbai nagariya.