
you know how some of the coolest stories come from incidents that take place in aeroplanes?
up above the world so high, like a birdie in the sky?
Yup..... I have one more of those.
You don't know the first. So , more doesnt apply to you.
IF you MUST know,
i met one of my best friends on a flight to Paris. Like she was the random stranger who was sitting next to me on the plane and talkative that i am, i talked her ears off.
We just exchanged email ids and lo! We ended up being in St. Xavier's College together for two years :).
So we're cool plane buddies and everything. (Do NOT call us lame. I know you want a plane buddy too!)
Ok, that apart.
Let's now tell you the story, im blogging about.
Now you know home for me is Bombay. Hostel for me is Bangalore.
I was home for the long independence day weekend. And it was time to go back to Law School. I was sad i was leaving home but glad i was going back because i had begun to miss the place thoda thoda.
I checked in my baggage with my friends, finished security check and boarded the plane. The plane took off and an hour and half later, it safely landed at Bengaluru Airport.
Ok, the story is definitely not that boring.
So, the funny part.
Once we landed, i inserted my bangalore sim card back into my phone and switched it on only to be BOMBARDED with messages saying,
"Welcome to Bangalore Guys! :)
I spoke to your Moms fifteen minutes after you boarded.
College is closed for the next twelve days.
Time to go home :)"
So,
we walk out of the plane, take the bags from baggage claim, walk out of the airport towards departures, buy tickets to go back to Bombay immediately. We had a couple of hours so we grabbed a Kaati Roll. Ate, checked in, security check and came straight back home.
So, we travelled to Bengaluru for the purpose of eating a Kaati Roll? One expensive Kaati Roll that was.
And NO. We were not playing "Flight Flight".
So, this is me. Blogging with a lot of louve for my readers. The kind of louve that comes from a good night's sleep, having nothing to do and getting milk in bed, all at home. Home Sweet Home.
PS- miss me 9834y92837402394985 till i post again.
much love.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOX
3 comments:
Maybe you can apply in some record book for the most expensive Kaati Roll.. Awesome story. :)
I'm telling you.the fun part was that no one got pissed off.
that would have ruined it.
:D
hhahahhaha , nice =D
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