So the much awaited journey finally started.. It started like any other journey, and to my dismay, unlike any movie- no accidents happened, no hunks saved the plane from crashing, I didn't fall in love on the flight, no Snakes on the Plane, nothing abnormal.. Can you imagine Nothing?!
Hmmm, I guess watching too many movies and reading alot of fiction does that to you! In the entire 12hrs flight I kept telling myself that something was about to happen, something exciting, something that would make this journey resemble one of those bollywood and hollywood movies!
The only thing kept 'happening' was frequent changes in flights, airports, and language of the people. People were all the same with slight different Packaging!
I kept looking down from my window of the plane (I insist on taking the window seat in flights), imagining how would the people living in these places would be, their lives, their food (guess I am hungry!), etc. It fascinates me to imagine myself floating in the air above some 40,000 feet of sea level, and when the flight screen would show that the temperature outside was -40 degree Celsius I would keep my hand on the window glass and close my eyes to imagine how it would feel!! I kept reading my novel, occasionally sleeping, skipping through the channels, unable to decide which movie to watch, then finally reading my novel. I like day flights, one can marvel the scenic beauty but night journey in plane are terrible, you can't sleep properly, you are too tired to read, you can't watch a movie 'cause you are too tired to keep your eyes open.
I was woken up after few nudges from my mumma, who would wake me up whenever the flight was about to land.
Good bye India, Guten Morgan Germany!! Although I am too tired to enjoy any thing write now. Need a good shower and a 'proper' breakfast.