Day Zero
The trip was plainly sooperb. I traveled via paris, just 2 flights. I was requested by a gentleman to take care of his wife and 2 children travelling alone till chennai.
Man, I guess I really donot look young and bubbly as I wish to be. Do I look like some one with whom you can trust your family. Good Grief.
But. Trust me I gel with children so wonderfully. It comes natural as some part of mine has not grown up yet. Huhh "I am 16 and I refuse to Grow up" is my USP :P.
Ashitha (or is it Avishitha Ooops ... ). This is my new friends name. She is 4 years old and an Angel. OK. Another Angel. So what :P. She slept of in my first leg so no issues. But while changing planes in Paris, we became close friends. Ok she calls me uncle. So what :P. She made a huge fuss in the plane that she will sit only with me and the whole journey we were roaming the plane as if it was a two tier AC compartment. We were buckling up in the same seat, with she on my lap against any conceivable air rules. OK. She was mistook to be my daughter and was commented too. So What :P. But when we parted at chennai, she thought she will see me again the next day and gave me a huge hug and sweet kiss. Man. She is an Angel. If somebody asks a reason for getting married. She is one.
Heard about train friends. The airplane too is one such place. Chatted with too many businessmen, professionals, retired people, children and promptly exchanged the goodwishes, phone numbers and forgot them :). But quite healthy crowd and good view points. It was fun.
Landed in Chennai, with no expectations. collected my baggage and came out to see my excited dad and my excited friend. Trust me I had no excitement. I did not miss them. It was as if I waved a bye the day before. Nothing has changed. My dad is as bald as I left him. My friend is as good as I left him. No changes. Absolutely.
Kept my first step out of the zero line at 210 in the night.
Fun started rolling.
Man, I guess I really donot look young and bubbly as I wish to be. Do I look like some one with whom you can trust your family. Good Grief.
But. Trust me I gel with children so wonderfully. It comes natural as some part of mine has not grown up yet. Huhh "I am 16 and I refuse to Grow up" is my USP :P.
Ashitha (or is it Avishitha Ooops ... ). This is my new friends name. She is 4 years old and an Angel. OK. Another Angel. So what :P. She slept of in my first leg so no issues. But while changing planes in Paris, we became close friends. Ok she calls me uncle. So what :P. She made a huge fuss in the plane that she will sit only with me and the whole journey we were roaming the plane as if it was a two tier AC compartment. We were buckling up in the same seat, with she on my lap against any conceivable air rules. OK. She was mistook to be my daughter and was commented too. So What :P. But when we parted at chennai, she thought she will see me again the next day and gave me a huge hug and sweet kiss. Man. She is an Angel. If somebody asks a reason for getting married. She is one.
Heard about train friends. The airplane too is one such place. Chatted with too many businessmen, professionals, retired people, children and promptly exchanged the goodwishes, phone numbers and forgot them :). But quite healthy crowd and good view points. It was fun.
Landed in Chennai, with no expectations. collected my baggage and came out to see my excited dad and my excited friend. Trust me I had no excitement. I did not miss them. It was as if I waved a bye the day before. Nothing has changed. My dad is as bald as I left him. My friend is as good as I left him. No changes. Absolutely.
Kept my first step out of the zero line at 210 in the night.
Fun started rolling.
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