1,2 buckle my shoes…
3,4 pack up my things…
5,6 flying home…
3,4 pack up my things…
5,6 flying home…
It was one of the happiest day in my life (Actually all days are like t
hatJ ), am going home after seven months. This is the longest period of time in my life, that am away from my family. It’s time to say hello to my country. Indiaaaaaaaaaa, here I come. I was supposed to book my tickets with Jet airways, due to some unmentionable reasons, I couldn’t. So finally I booked my tickets with Air India Express. The flight was just like an airbus, so small and it was a bit smelly (believe me it was), and what’s with the airhostess, they are not at all friendly. My flight from Singapore goes to Trichy then to Chennai most of the passengers were from villages near trichy, they didn’t understand English or Hindi and the airhostess were so mean to them (except for one lady, I don’t remember her name, she was really sweet). There was one very very arrogant lady, she was always on high pitch (she reminds me of my annoying mess supervisor of PSG college). And the food part, which always make me forget other issues in the flight, this time food pack consist of jeera rice, potato gravy, cake, tea and apple juice (yeak I had apple juice). It tasted ‘ok’. I took some cool pictures of clear clouds.
hatJ ), am going home after seven months. This is the longest period of time in my life, that am away from my family. It’s time to say hello to my country. Indiaaaaaaaaaa, here I come. I was supposed to book my tickets with Jet airways, due to some unmentionable reasons, I couldn’t. So finally I booked my tickets with Air India Express. The flight was just like an airbus, so small and it was a bit smelly (believe me it was), and what’s with the airhostess, they are not at all friendly. My flight from Singapore goes to Trichy then to Chennai most of the passengers were from villages near trichy, they didn’t understand English or Hindi and the airhostess were so mean to them (except for one lady, I don’t remember her name, she was really sweet). There was one very very arrogant lady, she was always on high pitch (she reminds me of my annoying mess supervisor of PSG college). And the food part, which always make me forget other issues in the flight, this time food pack consist of jeera rice, potato gravy, cake, tea and apple juice (yeak I had apple juice). It tasted ‘ok’. I took some cool pictures of clear clouds.One more thing I forgot to mention, its about the security check. Oh my god, they took nearly 4 hrs to check all the baggage’s, this is the first time they even checked the laptops with a strange machine. They took a piece of paper and dipped it in a liquid and rubbed it all over the laptop. Security was so at its high in trichy and Chennai. Its all because of the terror attack in Mumbai.
Finally I landed in India, it felt so good, no words to explain, I missed Chennai traffic, smoke, pollution, street dogs, roadside fast food, cinema halls, and off course my family and friends.
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