There are dreams you dream about. There are desires you think you can't afford to think about. Then there are times when these desires comes true even before you can dream about them... And in those moments there is no other way to react but stare at them with amazement...as no amount of excitement can match the intensity of those moments... Speechless, excited, thrilled - are quite an unworthy words to describe the feeling of the night I was about to fly...
Here goes excerpts from my diary that should have been written long ago.
I am flying off to Stockholm tonight for 5 days. Paid trip...to meet the princess of Sweden. It'll be the first time I'll be entering an airport. Excited...am I?
It's just 4 days ago when I first heard about this junket. From searching for the exact location of Stockholm on map to seeing my baggage ready in front of my eyes right now - it has been a long journey already. I feel like closing my eyes and embracing all the moments and little journeys that await me.
As a little child whenever I bid good-bye to several airplanes that passed our playground (my school being near IGI airport) it literally meant so. They were very far away.
Not anymore...I am flying tonight :)
We are heading towards the airport now. Mom, dad and MegDi are quite excited. Sadly, Meg-di is in office but she is very much with me. I have heard about the formalities, to be done inside, quite carefully. But I'm quite sure I'll still make a fool of myself. Dekhi jayegi. Mom is clicking my picture outside the airport and m little embarrassed :P
I wish I could take her along. Someday I will... For right now it's goodbye ma for 5 days :)
Papers signed. Baggage given for checking. And here i meet my colleague who is travelling along. She has been to Europe before but never to any Scandinavian country. After some wait we are finally progressing towards the plane.
So this is it. It is 'the' moment...it will stay alive in my mind forever. Nothing can take it away from me. And I won't describe it further. It will dilute the experience.
I am flying...
To be contd. :)
5 comments:
U can become a writer you know...u r damn good at this....this part keeps u gripped...shud have been long, i want to know wat happens next....waiting for part 2.
thanks! shall write if i get off on sunday!
You sound like an eternal wanderer, of of mind and body.
Thanks for stopping by.
I'm going to check out Gibran's poem you quoted...
Cant wait for part 2. So were u asked the stupid questions at immigration or its just me who got into trouble my first time going abroad :P
no ya...thankfully i had an easy time there! guess you got a special treatment :P
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