My first travel to the US

Its my first ever flight… there is a lot of sensitive silly past behind me not opting to fly abroad which for now cant be revealed for now but hope there comes a day when I do.

Let me try and write something from the present.

I don’t know why I was told “All the best” when I had gone to my visa interview, or why am I told “Congrats” when I say I am going abroad. I am just crossing the borders that were once drawn and continue to be valid now. I am just a human. I am not crazy of seeing any place. I am very much happy in the place I reside. The place that respects me as I am. Going to this place is no much different from travelling to any other place. Hmmmm….

The flight to Dubai was short but believe me I felt like turning the flight around and getting back. As it was getting boring. The screen at my seat was not working. But with my co-passenger, it was ok to manage. Here is a real time filmy co-incidence. He and me speak the same language, he works in an office pretty close to my office and also resides in the same locality as I residence in India. He resides just two streets away from my home. Travelling with the same purpose as mine till LA. The cities we traveled to from LA are different but equidistant from LA. I was already getting bored.

I heard a lot about dubai airport. We reached the terminal along with my co-passenger and his 2 other colleagues in the same flight. Then I got some time for myself and went around window shopping. Again joined them back to move on. In the flight from Dubai to LA, the seat next to me was empty. And then a kid around 6yrs old and his mom. They both were very busy with their screens. So was I. but it was getting boring. They served food often and it was good but too much for me to eat. I wasted a lot of food. I shall put it up in the list of guilts.

LA made me run around. I was on my nerve as I may miss my flight. I want to end the journey at the earliest but… the big queues for immigration ….. I had no clue when and where I cleared it. The next flight was at 9:45 AM and at 9:10 I was still switching queues. I had to take my baggage and rush for the domestic flight. But still I manage to make it. I would just ask almost anyone I came across to help me reach the right place. It was a relief for me to know that all this boring thing is gonna end in an hour or so. Each time the flight takes off and lands, my eardrums react to the pressure changes. Grace of heavens, I don’t feel a pain but just a difference in hearing.

Things at San Jose were easy and deserted too. I moved to my destination from there. I relaxed to mark the end of my boring journey.

Once here, life is a chaos the time difference, jet lag, getting in touch with people. Just in need of some time to breath. Once I am outaa this I shall come up with other posts.

I am Sorry!!

A real Quick confession. Not much time in hand but want to make a confession. It’s a regular route I drive and I know the road has a lot of bumps and pits but is short cut. Lanes too narrow, through a little slum with rough people is this way. It didn’t rain, but a patch on the road was wet. Assuming it to be dry, I moved a little fast. The dirty water splashed high around. A poor old man was walking on the side of this dirty narrow lane. I wished it didn’t touch him. And there comes my wish true, at least the splash was not onto him totally. The lane is too narrow for me to stop and apologize. It was also dark with a few men around (not sure if they were normal or drunk). Being all alone I couldn’t even dare a stop, the fear of them taking advantage of me being alone in the dark gripped me and made me rush through the lane. Deep in my heart I feel sorry for dirty splash. An apology here, for sure cant reach them ....