All departures carry a baggage of tears out of the separation from the loved ones. Though it was not the first time that I was travelling away from my home, this time it was different for some reason. As we reached the Nedumbassery International Airport in Kerala, I was almost fighting back the tears. I’ll have to take Shreya from her dear grandparents, I’ll have to go away from my parents and there are worries about the excess weight in the bags, which I carry.
As I took the giggling Shreya from my parents’ hands, both the parties were almost waiting to get it over. The pain of separation is less after experiencing it rather than anticipating it. My parents all of a sudden started looking so old and tired. As I entered the Airport I just waved back to them and then immediately filled my mind with the next procedures.
As expected my baggage exceeded the permitted weight to carry. Thanks to the help of some good minded assistance, very soon I was carrying more than 10Kg that is permitted earlier. The staff at the airport was very friendly, in total contrast to the Bangalore airport staff. They really made me feel that my homeland will miss me while I am away.
The last moments at the airport were spent with Phone Calls, Shreya’s explorations and frequent Hi-Hellos. I was not happy with the allotted seat No. ’57,’ since it was expectedly at the backseats of the plane. However as I boarded and found my seat, I started to feel that this is going to be the best air travel I have ever made.
I was positioned comfortably at the front row with ample leg space. I was at the aisle that allows Shreya enough time to pace around. After the take off, an air hostess approached me and ushered us to a three seater. Now, Shreya can blissfully stretch herself in between dreams and I have a window seat to let my dreams wander or to read at peace.
Time soon passed with a fulfilling lunch and a short nap. After experiencing the scorching February heat at Kerala, the cool A/C was powerful enough to knock both of us to hours of sleep. As I woke up, the air hostess who assisted us was ready with a cup of tea for me.
Her name was Prafulla. She was very much different from the air hostesses that I had seen at Kingfisher, Thai airways, Saudi Airlines or Sharjah airlines. Very soon we started the chit chat of her asking me about the life in Saudi and offering me help in future journeys too. She soon became friend with Shreya and the latter found her hands full with chocolates.
As the announcement of landing announced, I was hoping for some more time to chat with her. I was one among the last people to get out of the plane and Prafulla handed me over her contact details. Yes, it is really good to know a person like her!
There were other air hostesses around me with smiling faces and good bye. As I came to declare my baggage, everything was ready and I just had to claim them. When I walked out of the airport with the baggage and a dancing Shreya next to me, all of sudden I realized that I am back to earth. Here is a loved one waiting for me and after that happiness, I have to call and console my other loved ones far away from me...
As expected my baggage exceeded the permitted weight to carry. Thanks to the help of some good minded assistance, very soon I was carrying more than 10Kg that is permitted earlier. The staff at the airport was very friendly, in total contrast to the Bangalore airport staff. They really made me feel that my homeland will miss me while I am away.
The last moments at the airport were spent with Phone Calls, Shreya’s explorations and frequent Hi-Hellos. I was not happy with the allotted seat No. ’57,’ since it was expectedly at the backseats of the plane. However as I boarded and found my seat, I started to feel that this is going to be the best air travel I have ever made.
I was positioned comfortably at the front row with ample leg space. I was at the aisle that allows Shreya enough time to pace around. After the take off, an air hostess approached me and ushered us to a three seater. Now, Shreya can blissfully stretch herself in between dreams and I have a window seat to let my dreams wander or to read at peace.
Time soon passed with a fulfilling lunch and a short nap. After experiencing the scorching February heat at Kerala, the cool A/C was powerful enough to knock both of us to hours of sleep. As I woke up, the air hostess who assisted us was ready with a cup of tea for me.
Her name was Prafulla. She was very much different from the air hostesses that I had seen at Kingfisher, Thai airways, Saudi Airlines or Sharjah airlines. Very soon we started the chit chat of her asking me about the life in Saudi and offering me help in future journeys too. She soon became friend with Shreya and the latter found her hands full with chocolates.
As the announcement of landing announced, I was hoping for some more time to chat with her. I was one among the last people to get out of the plane and Prafulla handed me over her contact details. Yes, it is really good to know a person like her!
There were other air hostesses around me with smiling faces and good bye. As I came to declare my baggage, everything was ready and I just had to claim them. When I walked out of the airport with the baggage and a dancing Shreya next to me, all of sudden I realized that I am back to earth. Here is a loved one waiting for me and after that happiness, I have to call and console my other loved ones far away from me...
2 comments:
Are you telling me that you met a really nice Air Hostess in an Air India flight. And also that you had a nice flight in AIR INDIA. If so, you are the first person to do so. I haven't found any issues with their short duration flights. But when I travelled to US once in AI, I decided not to fly AI ever again. The Air Hostesses & Pursers were rude and the toilets were filthy.
Yeah It was a good journey for me. I agree on one fact about the toilets...:(
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