I know what I did last weekend….. (Part 1)

From the time we wake up in the morning to the time we fall asleep at night, there are millions of things we complain about every single day in spite of having a life that millions would envy…. ‘Why do I have to wake up so early?’, ‘OMG it’s freezing today’, ‘This is like the slowest coffee maker in the world’, ‘F***, the gas prices went up again’, ‘man…the same boring food in the cafeteria, why can’t they have some verities’… the list can go on and on…but if you ponder carefully, you’ll realize, there are things that can make you forget about all the silly complaints and make you say “I Love my life… Thank you god”… and although these things are not constant and don’t stay forever, a mere thought that you had or have something that can rock your life brings a big smile to your face…

The best part about my life at this point – A job in New Jersey and great friends in New York… So, I work from Monday-Friday 9 to 5 in New Jersey and party wkends in NY with great buddies….Aah…. “I love my life….Thank you god..” and that’s exactly what I did last wkend…went to NY, had awesome fun and I am writing this blog because whatever happened, is worth sharing…!!

Characters in this story: Nrupa (my current roomy in NJ), Ramya (the birthday girl), Ankita (the busy person), Fagu (ms. Talli), Niharika (Ms. I dnt get drunk so easily), me (somewhere between fagu and niharika), Kumarji – Ankita’s co-worker and a friend, philosopher, guide to all of us whenever we need one, Dharam – Ankita’s co-worker who was also my batchmate in St. John’s and my friend in need for this wkend and last but not the least - the khadoos land-lord uncle.....

Nrupa is my current room-mate in NJ…. Ramya, ankita, falguni and Niharika are my roomies from NY and that house is the place I go to whenever I am in NY…. The landlord of this house is a khadoos Punjabi uncle – prolly in his early 50’s….. he has four daughters and his wife is a typical Punjabi aunti who can’t speak English inspite of living in the US for 25 years….The house is a typical NY style 2 family house…. So the landlord and his family live downstairs and we guys live upstairs….

This landlord of ours is most insecure person I have ever known in my whole entire life…. I knw having 4 daughters and a non english speaking wife in NY is more than enuf for some one to be Khadoos and especially when the oldest daughter is 23 and the youngest one is 6 (akward)…. But still, it makes no sense not letting us (his tenants) have our guy friends over for a dinner or even for studying just because he has 4 girls and he can’t trust them… For heaven’s sake, this is NY and even if it was some village in Punjab, his daughters would have sure done whatever they wanted to despite of all his silly measures... And he sure has the right to do watever he wants to with his daughters, but I seriously feel like telling him one day.. "dude... stop messing wid our lives"

So anyways… Three stories happened this wkend and here they are as follows:


Story one: Nrupa drives me to the train station…

It was about 12.30 pm on Saturday afternoon. I was done making all the usual wkend India calls. I had some left over pani puri for brunch, cleaned my room and decided to head to NY… I asked nrupa if she would drop me off to the train station and she agreed (She has this sexy red brand new 2012 Hyundai Elantra that she purchased two weeks ago). I checked the train schedule…. The train at 2.00 pm sounded perfect… we decided to leave at 1.40ish….10 minutes to get to the train station, 10 mins for buying the ticket and getting to the right track… I dressed up and quickly packed my stuff… tooth brush, keys, credit card, driver’s license and i-pad….I was all set…!!!

But this was just the plan, obviously if everything would have happened as planned, I wouldn’t be writing this blog…!!

The travel time from NJ to NY is about 2.5 hours…. 1.5 hours to get to NY in NJ Transit train and then about 1 hour on the subway… So, I decided to go the bathroom right before we left.. This bathroom trip put us 2 minutes behind on our schedule, but I was pretty sure we'd make it on time. Nrupa started driving and we were about one mile away from the train station when she made a wrong turn... Thank god for the GPS.. the thing recalculated the route and we were on the right track again. My eyes were stuck on the watch thogh. It was about 1.50 and we still had 2.5 more miles to go because of the wrong turn. Besides, all the signals are red for some reason when you are running late.. but anyways, she kept going and I kept stairing at the watch... 1.54.... 1 mile to go... we had to make a left turn, we waited for the signal light to turn green... 1.56 on the car clock... green light.... trun... BANG....!!! AAAAHHHHH....!!!

To be continued….

Victoria Secret's Secret..

VS... Aah... A name that brings to my mind hot looking models with a figure that's less than size 00 wearing lingerie that can seduce any and every human in this world..
Needless to mention its every guy's dream to be with one of those girls but we all know that's not possible...right...I mean c'mon... lets face the truth... the world would have been a much better place to live in if every guy looked like Aston Kutcher and every girl looked like Mila Kunis... :D

Nevertheless, life is about being positive and so what if you cannot get one of those girls who advertise for VS (they are kinda mean anyways) you can always buy your girl a gift from VS and imagine whatever you want. There is no girl in this world who would not love a gift from VS... The things from VS, are cute, pretty, expensive and useful and every smart girl loves the combination of these four things...

But guys... lemme tell you'll something..... Although VS is a great gift, it is not always the best gift for a girl especially in the early stages of your dating... Lemme tell you all a little story here -

A couple of months back a friend of mine (lets call him Raj) started dating a girl (Pooja) introduced to him by a common friend. According to him, she was pretty, smart, rich, well mannered and had an American Citizenship although born and raised in India... A perfect blend of qualities a girl can have for any Indian guy in United States

He looked at her, she looked at him..... he smiled, she miled.... he winked...she blushed....bole to kudi phass gai... he asked her out on a date and she said yes...!!! They went out once and he was already falling for her...

One day while we were talking online, he told me about this new girlfriend of his and said: "I wanna buy her a gift.... what do you think about a VS gift card...??... what do u think should be the minimum amount on the card I can give her??"
I said..."dude... take it eazy.... you guys just went out once...don't u think its too early to buy her a VS gift card?? why dnt u give her like a purse or a make-up kit or sumthing??"
"No" he said, "we did have a conversation about this... we wanna experiment something.... I will tell u abt it later... For now, you just tell me what should be the minimum amount on the card that I buy her??"
"Hmmm..." I said... I thought it to be weird... and I so wanted to tell him 'VO TUJHE YEDA BANA RAHI HAI'... but I couldn't... & then we had a long argument about the price of the gift card... I said "Atlease 200"... he said "Pagal hai kya... 50 shud be enuf".... "you won't get one thing for 50" I added and sent him the link to the VS website.... after arguing for abt 10 minutes, we agreed for a happy medium of $100..!!

He bought the card... the big day of his second date had come... and the day after I was waiting for him to come online so that I could ask him how did it go... Two days went by and I dnt see this dude online.... I thought of 2 possibilities - either both of them are having fun with the things from VS or may be he had lied to me abt the experiment and the girl slapped him tight on seeing the VS gift card on the second date and Raj had become Devdas...!!

But well... none of them were true... Remember I mentioned before that pooja was a smart girl and one thing about smart girls is that they never say no to expensive, pretty, cute and useful gifts... :D....

So anyways.... when I saw Raj online after 2 days, my first qst was "where r u man?? how did it go?? u dnt even tell me the gossip...!!"

He said "Mat pooch yaar..."
Lol... this made me even more desperate to know what had happened...
I was kinda cracking up inside but in a very sad and humble tone I asked him, "OMG... u sound sad...I hope u okay... tell me wat happened? aakhir friends hote kis liye hain" (hehe... its fun being a little bitch sometimes)

He said... "it started out well...I gave her d card... we went to VS together and I even helped her pick the color and design.... usne 156 ka shopping kiya and I paid the bill"

"hahahahahahahahhahahaha" (I couldn't stop laughing and I said in a bantering tone) "I told u... 100 won't be enuf... but some1 dnt wanna lissen to me...." This made him even more furious and he goes like...."do u wanna lissen to the rest of the story or should I sign off"...

"ok ok sorry sorry" I said, "I'll zip up my mouth... u continue" (Lol... I was dying to hear what happened after)

He continued... "Then we went out for dinner and then during dinner she said..."

Moment of silence

"Wat did she say... I asked desperately" (In my mind I was like- jaldi bak... the suspense is killing me)

"She said that she was getting engaged to her boyfriend next month and she invited me...."

Now he was even more sad and I was laughing so hard that my eyes started watering..!!

The experiment he told me earlier about was that she wanted to go to a VS store with a guy before getting engaged... her reason for this experiment was to understand the behavior of guys in a VS store so that she knew what to expect when she went there wid her guy...

LOL Poor Raj... All she has asked him was to go to VS store wid her... She never asked him to buy her stuff... :P.... shaana ban raha tha... popat ho gaya.... hahahahah.....!!!!

I always tell all my guy friends to be less desperate... but meri sunta kaun hai... Lol..!! I hope ppl take a lesson from this..

Whatever happened, happened...!! The things that hurt Raj the most were $156 and the fact that he helped her pick color and design (that he now won't get to have fun with)... LOL...

Bichara... so to compensate... he ordered expensive wine during dinner and made her pay the for the dinner (engagement ka treat).... Obviously the girl never called him back because she had to pay for an expensive dinner and neither did he call her back for obvious reason... LOL...!!

So that was my friend's Victoria Secret's secret... which is not a secret any more... except for nobody knows who that friend is.. :P

Pooja got engaged next month and Raj got engaged last month... I wish all four of them good luck and a happy life ahead...

Anyways... if you read this, please tell me what is the one thing you learn from this story... I m sure different people will hv different things to say, it will be fun to read them all...!!

God loves fools.... He made a lot of them....And put them all together.... this is how I define F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

April fool.... dabba gul... dabbe mein joker... tu mera naukar.....

This is wat Raja and I told Piyush when we finally succeed to make a fool out of him before 11.59 pm on the 1st April 2007....

This blog is dedicated to two of my best buddies in life or BFF's i shud say... Piyush and Raja.... thx guys for everything...

As you guys must have guessed, this story is about something that happened on the 1st of April 2007...Well, all of us must have played some or the other pranks on our best buddies but its rare that u become best buddies wid some1 because of a prank...

The thing dnt really start wid the intention of fooling some1... but we cudn't help it... 1st April just came by and then we couldn't stop ourselves...

Well here it goes...

Third Year B.Pharm.. Oriental College of Pharmacy...Sanpada, Navi Mumbai...

Piyush: A good friend of mine.... A person who'd never do things on his own.. things like writing journals, completing assignments, getting notes photocopied n all dat bla bla bla... but wud always manage to be among the top rankers in the class... and once in a while he'd help u wid ur studies... things like explaining concepts or finding out easy way to do things... in short... a person u cud rely on for ur exams if u did his stuff... well I never did his things n still got my work done from him.. but das a total different story to talk about...
So, Piyush was one of my good friends in the class..

Raja: A big time jerk.... All he did when he came to college was crack idiotic jokes on whoever passed by wid full volume, irritating and annoying others, cheating on exams, never writing journals, submitting others journals on the day of final exam by changing the cover page... flirting wid any and every girl in the college... in short he was one of those bad boys of the class with who people like me wud never even talk to....Needless to mention that I never used to talk to him and I hated him wid all my heart coz he had cracked a bunch of his stupid jokes on me as well...

So ya.. it was 26th March I guess or 27th, m not sure... the university exams were gonna begin the following week & I dnt go to college that day coz I wanted to study at home...Sumwhere in the afternoon I realised that I was missing a bunch of notes and I called up piyush to ask him if he had them... he was in the college at that time and Raja was sumwhere around...the minute raja heard that piyush is talking on the fone to a girl... he started teasing piyush.... I cud hear all of that on the other side of fone which made me really really mad... I decided to talk to him n take sum panga.... Piyush passed d fone to raja saying that I was one of his school friends... Luckily he dnt read my name on the phone while taking it from piyush... & the first question i asked him when he took d fone was "What the hell do u think of urself to be passing comments on others like this?" in a very angry voice. He got shocked for a second.... obviously some unkown person getting mad at you before even starting the conversation is kinda crazy...But it isn't very easy to scare raja types boys... he said..."well.. das how I am.... btw... wass ur name".... now I didn't wanna say dat I am Unnati... "Rajshri" I said...(god knows where d hell did i get that name from) "Where do u live" he asked me trying to start a conversation.. "Well, u dnt hv to bother abt dat... All I wanna tell u is that its really stupid and rude to make fun of others for no reason & u r big enuf to understand this" I said and banged the fone.... After about 10-15 mins...piyush called me up and asked me "Wat the hell did u tell him?? He actually got scared and wants to apologize to u... He was asking me for ur number but I said I cannot give that to u without asking her"..... "wow" I said "All I want is to make him say sorry for wat he did... I'll call him up tomorrow.." I said and we hung up d fone...

Next day, piyush called me up... really excited abt sumthing... "wat is it" I asked him...."Wanna make a bakra of raja?? think abt it... 1st april is very close"...he said... "I am not sure if I wanna do dat... he is one of those bad guys and besides I am not even friends wid him..." I said in a very skeptical tone... "Nah..!! u dnt worry abt dat... u just gonna be on d fone... and I'd never even let him find out that it was you... for him, this person who he spoke to is always gonna be my school friend Rajshri who comes to mumbai only once in a while to c her relatives" he said... I kinda believed him and agreed to go ahead wid d plan...

Same day evening I called up raja from a public phone across the street from my college... "Hello"... he said.. "Hi.. this is rajshri... piyush told me dat u wanted to talk to me" I said... "well.. yes... actually...I wanted to apologize.... I am sorry if I hurt u"... he said trying to assure me dat he wud never do dat again... At that moment I so wanted to tell him "chup kar saale... sab jaanti hu main teri nautanki.... u r like kutte ke pooch... 10 saal pipe me rakhne ke baad bhi seedhi nahi hogi.." wish i wud hv said dat... but right now all d conspiracy was abt trying to trap him for a nice april fool plan... Keeping this in mind i said.."No.. no.. its okay... piyush is ur frnd... u hv a right to make fun of him... I am sorry if i over reacted" & then we had a conversation abt sumthing... I was running out of coins now so i told him dat i gotta go out n i need to hang up d fone but promised to call him d next day... he tried asking me my number again (stupid boys dnt hv any other aim in life) but the fone got disconnected by then....

Next day I called him up again and told him dat lets meet up on sunday coz I was leaving sunday evening to go back to my town... sunday was d 1st of april... now d plan was to call him somewhere to meet me n apparently other boys frm my class wud go there n catch hold of him waiting for a girl he doesn't even knw... So he immediatly agreed when I asked him to meet me... sunday 12.00 pm... Andheri Mcdonalds was the decided time n venue...

God knows for wat reason he told piyush dat he wasn't gonna go because sumthing gave him a feeling that it was a prank... piyush tried to convince him & raja kinda agreed as well but piyush told me to give him a call n make sure he was going.... 1 mistake dat i made here was I called him up using my home fone n this dude saved d number....

Next day... he went there... wearing a blue shirt and a red rose in his hand as we'd decided each of us would do to recognize each other... Unfortunately none of the other boys turned up to catch him n after a while he guessed dat it was a prank...Now he started calling up on my home fone.. My mom picked up d fone once... "Hi... can I talk to rajshri please" he asked over d fone... "Wrong Number" my mom said in an angry tone n hung up d fone.. But this dude kept calling over n over again...

Now this made me scared.. if i tell him its me.. Unnati, he's gonna make more fun of me next time I go to college... If I dnt tell him... he'll keep calling n mom will find out abt the whole thing... Finally i gathered enough courage n narrated the entire thing to him, apologized and declared d fact dat I wasn't any rajshri but I am Unnati... He burst out into laughter listening this n i felt so relaxed lissening him laugh on d whole thing... "Pls dnt tell any1 else dat it was me... otherwise ppl will make fun of me.... n i dnt want dat to happen... and this plan wasn't mine... piyush told me to dis"....i told him in a tiny voice trying to put a blame on piyush... "Tension mat le.... abhi tujhe koi nahi chidayega.... raja ka promise hai... lekin tu ye baat piyush ko mat batana... ab piyush ki baari hai april fool ban-ne ki... n u gonna help me wid dat..."

Now it was about playing a prank on my good friend... I immediatly agreed.."wat do i hav to do?" I asked... He told me d plan and I agreed...

I called up piyush and told him in a crying voice.."Piyush... saale... u'd guaranteed me that he won't trouble me... but now he is calling me up n 5 other guys r calling me up n torturing me... I am so scared piyush... my dad also found out about these phone calls n is planning to call the police.... piyush pls do something...n pls dnt tell him dat its me.... else u knw how he is..." & I pretended to cry... Listening me cry, piyush freaked out like hell... best friend after all... plan bhi uska... tension to aayega na...

So now he was trying to call raja n convince him not to do dat.. but this guy just not ready to lissen...

Finally... piyush ka last try... he was scared for me and mad at raja... totally depressed about whatever had happened....he was about to cry when raja put me in the conference

April fool.... dabba gul... dabbe mein joker... tu mera naukar.....

This is wat I and Raja told Piyush when we finally succeed to make a fool out of him before 11.59 pm on the 1st April 2007....

And raja & I started laughing... we just couldn't control our laughter n for a while piyush did not understand wat the hell was going on....
Soon he understood what had happend and all 3 of us had a big laugh...

We decided not to tell this to any1 else but apparently the whole class discovered it the next day...

Piyush, Raja and I became even better friends after this whole thing.... Althogh he dnt stop teasing us but now it was in a nice way...

I wud have missed sum real good ppl in my life if I hadn't participated in this whole deal...

That night we decided dat every year 1st April we all wud go to Mcdonalds...

We did keep our promises... All 3 of us went to mcdonalds today... the only sad part is raja went to mcdonalds in mumbai, piyush went to mcdonalds in London and I went to a mcdonalds outlet in Newyork..

nevertheless... the best part is we r all still bff's and will always be...

Happy April fool'd day to both u guys..

Cheers...!!!

FRIDAY the 13th

13th February 2009, Friday.

This story is about something that happened on this day and nothing to do with d movie FRIDAY the 13th... lol..stupid but true...
I've heard people saying that 13 is an unlucky number and Friday is an unlucky day...& when both come together, it is a bad day... my mom says dat u r not supposed to do anything that is good on such days... lol... "I do not believe all this crap mom"... I mean whatever is gonna happen, is gonna happen and no 1 can stop dat...

so anyways... going bac to dat day, 13th Feb 2009. It had been one month I was in the US and had no job. No on campus, No off campus and it was kinda upsetting... I read about this desi math tutoring institute in the paper Desi talk... they needed a math teacher for grade 8 and 12... I thought i shud be giving it a try.. I called them and fixed an appointment at 4 pm... the deal was I had to write a math test... if i cleared d test, i get d job... I left at abt 2.30... I proudly purchased an unlimited metrocard being confident abt the fact dat i m gonna get d job... my math isn't dat bad afterall... I'd score 146/150 in my class 10, 89/100 in class 12 and 740/800 in GRE...lol... I paid USD81 for the card... Rs. 4000 almost... lol... I used to convert then...n there comes d twist in d story... I got lost on d way... and lost my metro card as well.... bad isn't it.... i mean losing USD 81 for some1 who has just been in US for a month is a big big deal no matter hw rich u r...
As expected, I reached late... cudn't write d test n obviously dnt get d job... :( :( this feeling makes me sooooo scared of friday the 13th...
I remember november 2009.. 13th was a friday again... i was sooooo f****** scared... i dnt step out of the house...
lol..
Some incidents, although not all dat scary and bad, do stick in our brains n stay there forever...
feb 13th, 2009 is 1 of those days....
although it was just a coincidence, it'll always remain stuck inside my brain forever... :( :( :(

Hum Paanch...!!

Remember the first television show by Balaji Telefilms being telecast on Zee TV every Tuesday.. HUM PAANCH...It was a story about 5 sisters.. Each sister had a personality different from the other one...
Well its kinda funny... The place where I live right now, we are 5 of us... surprisingly... each of our personalities resemble one of the sisters in dat TV show..
Lemme tell u how...

The eldest 1 in the show was Meenakshi... a responsible big sister... always ready to help out the little ones...and the other 4 could always count on her for any kinda problem.... This is how I would define personality of RAMYA.... Hard core lover of tweety and baa bahu and baby.... Right frm morning coffee to locking the doors before going to bed... She'll do everything for us :)A fun person to talk to, and an amazing cook...i dnt really miss my mom's food after I met ramya.. The #1 of this house RAMYA

The second sister in the TV show was Radhika... An intellectual girl, remains in her own world... doesn't talk much and wears high power glasses.... das ISHIKA PATEL... sweet n cute.... preety looking... wears glasses.. doesn't talk much..... intelligent and hardworking... rarely visible at home and watches a lotta american TV shows and american movies....So das d #2 of our house.. sweet and silent... ISHIKA PATEL

The third sister I think was d most famous of all Sweety... A hard core sharukh khan fan and would sing sharukh khan songs all d time...Das ankita... But I shud mention this (after all she is my room mate).. ankita is not as crazy as Sweety... I am sure she is much more than that..hehe..Not really.. she is the smart 1... The only person I knw who has received an award from Abdul Kalam... The olny reason I link her up wid d character of sweety is the affection they have for Sharukh Khan... & yes she does sing sharukh khan songs real loud... n dat too on the streets..esp on the way from home to school n bac.... #3 Funny and adorable ANKITA...

The forth one was Kajal Dada... even we have a dada... the bengali dada or arpita dad... haha... very organised and sincere... wakes up early and completes all her stuff on time.... never late or disorganised... She is dada because if she says go to sleep, we go to sleep.. m serious.. it was the week before the exam week and ankita & I were trying to study while sleeping.. it was about 6 am and it was dark... the light was on n dada was leaving for work..she tuned off the light coz anki n I were sleeping anyways..so we woke up wid d exam guilt n trying to tell her to not turn off the light coz we studying..n arpita goes "SOO JAO CHUP CHAP DONO... PADH TO NAHI RAHE HO.... KHALI FUKAT NATAK MAT KARO".. hehe.. ankita n I in our half sleep state got scared n went off to sleep lol...since then... we call her dada.. sincere and hardworking #4 of this house ARPITA...

& the last 1 Choti.. lol.. ofcourse is me... the little 1 of the house physically as well as mentally.. hehe... noisy, talkative, caring and cute.. hehe.. ab main apna zyada tareef to nahi kar sakti na... (doesn't look good u c..) lol... so keeping it short... I was the last person to come to this house.. but I completed the HUM PAANCH GANG.. so das me... sweet little gossip queen of the house #5 UNNATI

We are not sisters.......... just some random girls who happend to live together......we dnt even know each other like 2 years ago n now we are more than family...I dunno where we all wud be after 2 years but will always hope dat the best comes to us and will always cherish the time I spent here...the time i spent with u guys..

I hate flights.... but I love them....?!@#$%&?

All of us here in the US studying hard to make our parents proud... we sooo love to go to India for holidays; don't we?? I mean who won't like it.... no cooking, no cleaning, with every1 around pampering our needs and most importantly.... no studying.. no reading articles... aahh..!!! Only if India was like an hour or two away from here, most of us wud have been there like every other wkend... Hv u guys every thought of the biggest obstacle b/w us here and our beloved matrubhumi...?? The answer is these stupid, boring, irritating never ending flights that carry us from here to there.. lol..

Seriously dude...!! They are terribly expensive (I could party like every other wkend for about 6 months with that much money), neverendlingly long (considering the time of commute to n fro frm the airport, silly customs and immigration thingys that make u wait in queues forever to get thru n d time spent in the fligts).. And after spending so much of time, money n energy, the services u get.... well.. lemme not talk about it.. m sure every1 has experienced that..

So gettin bac to my story... Dec 2009...It was the first time i was going bac home after coming here.. after like almost a year... U can imagine hw excited I wud have been.. I was gonna fly on the 18th Dec 2009.. That week was terrible with 2 exams, 3 term paper submissions and 1 presentation from 14th to the 17th dec. After this was done, partying on the night of 17th... packing on the early morning of 18th... last minute shopping on the 18th. Man.. i was tired..The flight was at 6.50 pm.. I checked in my bags, cleared those stupid customs and reached outside the gate. It was about 5.00 pm when i heard the announcement that the flight had been delayed by 3 hours and & would now take off at 10.00 pm.. "Why me... why does this always happen with me???" This was the question I would have asked god if he decided to come and talk to me at that time...lol.. My fone was dead coz I had temporarily blocked my phone service. SO there was no way I could talk to people to entertain myself.. Wish god wud have come there... seriously.. has tonnes of qsts to ask him... WHY ALWAYS ME.... WAT GRADE AM I GETTIN IN DR.WU'S EXAM.... WHEN AM I GONNA REACH INDIA...ETC...

So anyways after 5 hours of boredom on the NY JFK, the flight finally took off…. dinner was served… had a nice meal, a glass of vodka n dozed off... i woke up when aroma of next meal being served entered my nose…. I ate again and soon the flight landed.

As expected, the connection flight had already gone... All passengers talking connection flights were asked to wait in a queue. The airline was providing different tickets to every1...My turn came after waiting in the queue for 2 hours...It was about 1.00 pm local time... The lady on the counter said "the earliest available tickets is for tomorrow morning 10.00 am flight… “Oh man…!! Y dat late..?? dnt u have an earlier flight??” I asked her…. She blankly replied “No ma’m…. Should I book it… We’d provide u accommodation, free cab service for travelling and lunch, dinner and breakfast coupons …. Is that ok ma’m… should I book it??” Before she could complete, I was already lost in thoughts of travel and living in London for free… “Ok”, I said and along with all this she also gave me a calling card to call up people in India and inform them that I was going to be late…

“Wow” I said to myself “this is not as bad as I thought it would be”…lol… gradually it was getting interesting… My accommodation was at the Renaissance Hotel which is a 7 star place located close to heathrow.. it was amazing…. I had my meal and left for central London….The London eye is just awesome…

So anyways…. 2 days after leaving NY I finally reached Mumbai…….. Seriously dude… but for this London trip, I would have killed some1 that day… My bags were missing….Nevertheless, the excitement to c my mom n dad took over everything… I filled up the forms to claim for missin bags n came out quickly.... couldn’t wait to see my mom and dad any more.. I finally saw them… I was sooooooo excited… I ran and hugged them…. Felt soooo good… & everything was kool after that…

I got one of my bags 2 days later and the other one….. 2 days b4 I was supposed to come bac… we’d even purchased a new bag by then.. lol… the silly store guy dnt even take it bac.. & yes… never put electronics in check in bags… all my electronics went missing when I got my bags…. But I dnt wanna complain… I’d anyways got ‘UMEED SE DUGNA’.. lol…

I hate flights for all those stupid things that happened (besides the London trip) but I also love them coz they take me to where my parents and my loved ones are…!!