I was heading towards a new world, a world where I would be entirely responsible for my actions and my life. I would be assuming the role of the ringmaster, as soon as the flight on which I was flying landed. The new world would be centered around me. Life would no longer be the same. I was feeling a little apprehensive about the experiences that were awaiting me.
The plane that I was on board was almost full. There were a lot of toddlers on board, each of them crying, during take-off. I was slightly feeling tired, mainly because of lack of sleep. All I needed was some rest. I tried to sleep but in vain. I decided to watch some nice movie. After going through the listings, I picked on “Home Alone.”
However, I had a change of mind and went for the recent Disney release “UP”, which is about an 87-year old who believes in the “Spirit of Adventure” and wants to visit Paradise Falls, a land that is lost in time and move his house over to the tip of the falls.
It is a really inspiring movie that suggests people to have interest in life and go for a new adventure every now and then.
I may have dozed for about an hour after the movie. Then I was remembering the new person in my life, around whom my life would now revolve. To refresh the time spent with him, I decided to watch a movie, which we had seen together. So I watched Ice Age 3, Dawn of the Dinosaurs. I was tired after this movie and took a nap for about twenty minutes. Then the air hostess brought some snacks, I relished the chocolate croissant very much. It was simply delicious. The remaining time on the flight was 160 minutes. I opted to watch another movie as I didn’t want to sleep. I watched “Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince”, a movie that changed my life drastically. By the time, the movie got over, the pilot announced that we would be landing shortly, I checked the time on my watch, and it showed 6.45 pm. So that would mean the local time at my destination would be 1.15pm.
I was a little worried about the procedures that I would have to go through after landing, however it was a cakewalk, I’m thankful to God for that. I was looking for a counter that sold calling cards so that I could call home and inform them that I had a safe flight. It was then that I met this Gujju, who let me use his cell to call home as he felt it would be too expensive to use a calling card, just to pass on the information. I’m thankful to him for that. Next, I had to wait four hours for the bus. I took out a book that my grand father had gifted me. For some strange reason, I could connect with the characters and the concept of the book. That made me a little emotional. It was then that I came across this sweet Bengali lady, who was working as a cleaner at the airport, who would come near me once every half hour and speak to me for about five minutes. I am thankful to her also for that.
I sat looking at trees outside the airport. They had all been decorated with blue lights. It simply made the trees look stunning. Every now and then a leaf or two would wither, sway gently in the air, raise my spirits and then fall on the ground. The whole picture was like a dream. It was almost time for my bus. I got up and looked around for that Bengali lady. I could not find her anywhere. I thanked her inside my heart and then headed towards the bus stop.
I was at the wrong stop. The ticket checker lady checked my ticket and directed me to the correct stop. The bus driver was a nice, smiling guy and he also made me feel comfortable. The weather outside was chilly. Once on board the bus, I was warm, courtesy the heater on the bus. I was really tired after all that waiting and traveling. I had a nice sleep. I woke up only when the bus stopped at the final station. I thanked the driver and got down. I saw him waiting there for me. I felt happy and then we headed towards his house. It felt as if it was worth the wait.
Looking forward to a new life…….
PS :- Dearies, This Is Second Guest Post From Sowmya Parthasarthy :) :)
Sowmya, You Have Very Well Written. Beautiful Tale :) :) Thanks A Lot Dear :) :)
PPS :- Dearies, Thanks A Lot For All Your Cherishable Compliments For Previous Post, "A Friend of Joy"
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Sowmya Is A Simple, Caring, Kind, Affectionate, Loving Girl. She Is Excellent At Poems As Well As Fiction Stories. Her Writes Expresses Different Kinds of Feelings, Emotions, And Most Importantly, Each Story, Will Have Its Own Moral. MORAL of The Story Is A Very Important Aspect For A Reader. He/She Can Change Their Preferences or Their Life Style or Mind Set By Knowing The Moral.
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