A sleepless night where I keep looking at the clock often and actually wake up even before the alarm rings......
A shower still thinking about the times to come.....
A dress chosen days in advance....
A taxi ordered 2 days before stands at the door......
A suitcase that started getting filled up weeks in advance is loaded into it......
A boarding pass, from a ticket booked months ago, in one hand.....
A passport, with a photo taken years ago, in another.....
An airport that looks so much better than usual.....
A flight where the food, movies, flight attendants nothing matter too much, its the time to destination that always catches my eye.....
An announcement from the pilot.....
A peep through the window to look at the familiar sight, the roads, the lights, the city....
A song in my ears....
A landing gear in place....
A touchdown.....
A hurried run through immigration....
A restless waiting at the baggage pickup while still staring at the visitors area.....
A familiar face....
Another waving hand....
A ripple of smiles....
A burst of excitement....
A trolley moving haphazardly....
A rush to the exit....
and finally a warm hug.....
Yes, I am home, I am home again......
No matter how old I get, no matter how often I go home, going home always means butterflies in my stomach.....
Yes but it gets complicated when you have 3 places that you consider home!
ReplyDeleteIn which you are never satisfied!
A song in the ears was not "Nakka Mukka" by any chance was it?
ReplyDeletehehehehe!
Yep very true..having experienced this recently I think u should also add the anger that rises when the passenger ahead is in no hurry to go out!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a day to read this!!! I'm flying to chennai this eveing for Nishi's wedding... And boy oh boy... I have a lot of butterflies in my tummy!!! [:)]
ReplyDelete"Butterflies in my stomach.....
ReplyDeleteA sleepless night where I keep looking at the clock often and actually wake up even before the alarm rings......
A shower still thinking about the times to come.....
A dress chosen days in advance...."
This to me sounds like pregnancy ....and I wish u sharing some big great news too ;)
Oh my god.. nicely phrased.. though i ve not experienced it so far, i can imagine how it wud be for u, from the receiving side :)
ReplyDeletewaiting for those minutes to come :)
Superb Sowmi.. Well phrased -Cascade of feelings...
ReplyDeleteUr Frd,
ANI-SRK
Sowmya,
ReplyDeleteLovely post :) Expression reached quite well.. I can imagine the scene :)
You should someday get into writing scripts for movies.. Appadiyaavadu quality padam paarakara hopes vechukaren naan...
by the way, seriousa think pannu... when someone asks you, can you script my movie, just say a bold YES :) Sema potential irukku unakku. And we'll get these folks who commented on this post to support your first venture...:-)
romba correct.. romba correct.. but once these niceties are over (most) people start cribbing abt pollution/heat/traffic blah blah..
ReplyDeleteDas finde ich sehr gut und warum: Weil Du mir aus dem Herzen sprichst. Jeder Satz trifft die Gefühle, wenn man in einem anderen Land lebt ohne seine Familie. Als ich vor 30 Jahren in Moskau war begann das Gefühl schon in der Lufthansa, die mich „nach Hause“ brachte. Und ich finde auch, schon mein ganzes Leben lang, dass „zuhause“ einen Geruch hat, der unverwechselbar ist.
ReplyDeleteIt feels like coming home again....
ReplyDeleteHope you feel a little bit at home in Munich as well...