...it was night ... almost 9:30...as the airport bus was moving - TopicsExpress



          

...it was night ... almost 9:30...as the airport bus was moving across some unknown flyover ..and it was when she first spoke to me, may be she noticed my worried face as we sat opposite to each other and then suddenly, she plunged out her white headphones and suddenly asked me...where are you from?...scratching my hairs for a couple of seconds...I reluctantly replied..umm actually I am from Assam...... the least I could notice her at that instant was that she was fair, had a off white tee with some techie tag and a jeans that made her look like more of a techie expert, with small shiny miniatured earrings....I felt ..aww..why did she ask me that and that too all of a sudden..she is a senior to me..she helped me all throughout the bus journey making me understand the routes, the roads, exchanged some technology talks and skill sets too...it was a nice affirmative conversation and at the same time, it made me help reach the exact address where I was supposed to go...and then soon both of us got down..we both took the same auto from the bus stand and got into our respective places, given that I was the first to get down and on top of that I did not have to pay the auto wala anything as she was the one who dropped out finally...lucky day it was for me...and a happy landing too!!! #hours_back ........a group of artificially decorated but beautifully dressed air-hostesses started to describe the how-to-fly protocols on the narrow-long aisle with some weird looking instructions given that it was basically followed by almost no one except some elderly, infants and first-timers. The aircraft was fully jammed with people waiting for the flight to take off finally, sounds of seat belts cranking every now and then slowly dispersed as everyone finally settled down and realised , yeah we are really going to take off....it was a mid-afternoon flight which routed to Kolkata as a stop over and then finally to Bengaluru, where I was actually supposed to land...I have this symptom of ear blocking when the flight takes off...and as a solution of which I serve loud music to my ear drums whenever I do a flight to somewhere....I believe ..it helps...a lot, to cease the before take-off fear...that I do normally have when inside an air-craft!!! And soon we were in altitude...and everyone was relaxed...such that some were still confused with what they have forgotten to take out from their luggage bags , some were untangling their headphones to gear up for some music, and some were just sitting and digging their smartphones to cross yet another level of temple run, some kid crying for food restlessly or for some unknown demand that his parents were even confused to fulfill, some were frequently walking by the aisle to the lavatory as if it was their afternoon walk in the garden , whilst some others including me engaged myself into the flight offered magazine that mostly contained velvety pages displaying posh advertisements of real estates,hotels, food and cuisines ,fashion and lingeries and the most lucrative horoscope prediction for the week at the end of it. ...And soon eventually, I checked the time, it was 8:30 in the night when a stereo typed captains voice signaled that we are going to land within a short time and at the same time confirmed to fasten up seat belts as he put the seat belt signal on again. And then, finally the aircraft was elevating down-thrust given that things that seemed apparently smaller started getting bigger and bigger as it approached the land. And trivially, the same cranks of seat belts in reverse order was now audible more and more as people were as usual in a hurry to leave whenever any sort of transport comes to a halt, the same is the scenario of a public local bus in town, I do not really get it why do people have to hurry even when they know that they have to get outside following a neat long aisle one by one. This is really terrible. Anyways, I joined the exit queue too, with my laptop bag clinging on my left shoulder with difficulty as the fat man behind me was pushing his belly terribly on the bag. I had a fat luggage too which I later collected from the Baggage Claims. But, then eventually, the air hostess with her abnormally extended fake smile showed me the exit door. I was now out of the flight and it was Bengaluru, my first time here...It took me a couple of minutes to navigate to the baggage claims...and luckily I met my baggage the moment I started waiting for it...I halted it from motion and shifted it to the trolley and made my way to the Domestic Arrivals. It was cold, as the evening breeze forced me to pull on my jacket over my wrinkled shirt, given that whilst adjusting my jacket in proper position I did a couple of quick text messages and phone calls to announce my arrival to my close ones. And then soon, I boarded the airport AC bus, where only English text that I could notice was on the number plate....I showed my intended address at the counter, and got the right bus that lead me towards Electronic City. I was confused as to which place should I exactly get down and the problem was who ever I asked with the address made me more confused with weird expressions and some non-conjecturial language..I was a bit worried at that point of time and was uselessly making speculations of some extremely weird consequences if I fail to reach the proper venue. I had to join my company the very next day, so lots of things were going on in mind...how, when, where stuffs.....But, fortunately, at the next stop, I saw a face which seemed to me quite familiar. No, I did not know her, neither did she know me, she was also a airport returning passenger moving to the same locality but not the same address, which I later came to know...She worked in some other IT Shots that are adjacently lined up in E-City Campus......eventually it was night....almost 9:30
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 18:28:33 +0000

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