Feeling of Nostalgia

Its been close to 2 years since I flew to Brussels and though I returned to India long time ago, I still had this thought of sharing the first flight experience with U guys.

My Office and My Project have been fantastic in planning my trip and making me aware well in advance. I had everything set and the D day finally arrived on April 30.

I was specially told by my PM not to get deceived about the dates in the ticket (it was May 1 1.00 am :-))

After receiving wishes from all my friends, I left the office at midnight on April 29.

April 30 - took a leave to pack off

April 30 - 4 pm
I was growing really nervous about my trip at midnight though I didnt show it outside.
My dad and I went to a local newspaper mart to check the weight of my Cabin and check in luggage along with my laptop (crazy ;-))

April 30 - 6pm

As the day was very hot, I was drenched in sweat. So I went and had a nice bath and came back....

At 6.30:

Mom was ready with the dinner with tears all over her face since I have never been away from home for quite a while :-(

At 7.00pm:

Everyone of us in my home including my grand parents had our dinner and awaited the taxi arrival.

At 7:20 pm:

office taxi arrived and I packed off things in the car and took my grand parents along with me.

In the car, I noticed that I had been wearing a terribly hopeless slippers that one got torn :-( Too late to realize since my shoes were inside the suitcase.
Also, Since I had packed all my half sleeved shirts, I had no other option but to wear a hopeless full sleeve (with sleeve pushed up in a typical mallu style ;-)) with a normal pant without tucking in. I realized that in the moment of excitement I forgot to dress up in a grand manner... It was one of my typical dressing - very simBle ( i am stressing only about shirt and pant and not about my slippers ;-))


At 8.30pm:
Called up my Pm to bid adieu. called my near and friend Saravanan and for once he was really happy that I called him up....

At 8:45pm:
Reached Airport. My Athai and Athimber came along with their children...

At9:45 pm:

After chatting for a long time, Said a bye to all and took some snaps with all of them.

At 10.50pm:
Went in for security check in the very warm atmosphere :-)

At 11:15pm:

After the check was over, I was asked to wait in the hall for the announcement. I called up my home to make sure all are well.

At 12:45pm:

All Jet Airways passengers were taken in a AC Bus near the flight and alighted there.

The flight was standing there right in front of my eyes with a gigantic presence.

I boarded it with full enthu.

The air hostess guided me to my seat, when suddenly a gentleman from behind called me and displayed his id card. I was puzzled... He immediately enquired about my trip and asked me to show everything that I had - passport, ticket, Work Permit etc....

After that he said "OK Sir, Thank You" and went :-)

Hmmm.... Dressing gets a special attention everywhere. Mind U - I was dressed in a simple manner, only my slippers got torn :-(... I was really wondering if he would have followed me had I dressed in a Jean shirt with cargos pant and a sports shoe :-P

Now I understood that the appearance was one of the main reasons for his doubting my credentials....

The next day morning around 11 am IST, I reached Brussels and I was picked up my colleague and guided home...

First Flight journey was thrilling, Chilling and a tiring experience :-)

Story ends :-)

C ya