A Tryst at Phoenix Airport...

I brought this on me… by design!!!..... Those who wish to travel in America, the usual mode of transportation is not bus.. you book a flight.. I got a weird combination of connections.. I do not plan to give in the boring details, but this day started on a delayed note. I was supposed to catch the flight..to Dallas, but there was a mechanical problem with the plane and I could never make it in 10 minutes for the America west.connection from Dallas... So, I talked to the representative.. the same nice lady who let go my overweight luggage without a fuss.. and she being the gracious soul , immediately booked me on to the AA flight to Phoenix.. in First class.. wow!.. no hassle there. No problem.. enjoying the luxury of 1^st class passengers.. getting served on a tray.. with silver cutlery all decked with linen.. n all…hot omelet, bagels/ biscuit... well the biscuit turned out to be a sort of a slightly salty bread… ha ha.. got to learn something new.. got served in sparkling glassware instead of the usual disposables... I could even ask for bloody mary.. whatever that means… though.. It’s a mild alcoholic drink.. I think.. but those who are curious may go ahead and Google it and let me know also… I had not done my homework properly… I thought Phoenix would be a small airport… but it turned out to be an international chaos… part of the reason being the holiday weekend.. never seen such a crazy line of people and a bunch of equally harassed airline employees and passengers.. I reached the terminal in time but it took 2 hours of feet scraping with in the queue to get to explain my situation.. of missed flights to the Am West crew… who got so confused… was literally at his wits end… after another 50 minutes of brain storming session.. I was finally assigned a seat in the next scheduled plane… thank God!.. for small mercies…which was due for departure at 4:30pm.. please not that I have been in this place since 9:30 am ... I had to undergo another security check in.. my rings and my precious bangles.. had to be again twisted out of my already abused badly scraped hands…but at this point... I really don't care.. finally made to the boarding location… and back to the favorite task of window gazing.. ..but.. I found, that today.. I was just too tired to do anything even had lil short naps … I was getting terribly bored as well… tried reading a book.. after just 2 pages.. I dosed off.. to be awakened with the rude announcement of some silly flight departure information!.. How inconsiderate to my poor sensibilities!... waiting lounge often offers very interesting visual delights… but I had this makku family for company, who were happily gobbling away pizzas non stop since the past 30 minutes.. followed by smoothies, fries.. and what not..… of the flight.. then arrives crossword freako.. came and sat in between… completely disrupting my view.. Occasionally I would try to appear.. like a normal attentive person… and got introduced with Ziggy Marlow….or someone.. he is the son of the famous Bob Marlow.. or something.. they are singers.. I am so sleepy. .. I really don’t care.. never did in a normal day.. so how could today be any different…. ?? when I have had a sleepless night to add to my interest quota.. huh.. anyways.. the idiot box kept repeating the whole story again… and that when I cared to atleast put the name right,… it Marley.. sorry guys. .. Okay… now I again went off to a really bad and embarrassing dosing mania…. my book.. slipped from my hand.. and fell on my foot.. making me jump awake… and I start looking around to confront my attacker!.. ready to give them a dose to kill.. if looks could kill… and then I realized… a few people staring at me … Americans do look and care.... but very discretely so… not like.. some of our desi hunks… or equally competitive makku’s.. ha ha.. .. with a sheepish look.. I quickly gather my paraphernalia. and put it away… and now just decide to dose off.. who cares… actually it really no use.. the background music… including airport announcements… the…sound of laughter.. baby’s crying… pets exhibiting their fear and anguish.. being caged in bags as part of the carry on item…and howling away.. all this pent up feelings.. I can't even affort this luxury!... . ..and then this pair of chirpomaniacs… who sat.. just next to my ear… wouldn’t stop.. gossiping.. and wouldn’t shut up.. for anything .in the world!.. a lot of people shared a thankful feeling when their flight was ready to be boarded… .

And then came .. this real cool guy… a lil long hair.. a chocolate faced.. hero… a lil effeminate perhaps.. for some.. but.. this guy.. was a cool guy… seemed to be student of some dedication… had this big heavy booked open in his lap.. was seemed to be seriously engrossed in gleaning the knowledge off the fine print.. ... I observed him for nearly 56minutes 37 seconds…. And then finally realized.. he had dosed off.. ... ha-ha… his cool bangs.. covered his face in a really cute way.. aah.. .. well in intervals there were.. some really dashing flight crew members to be admired…. Some young some old… and some not so old.. but the uniform and the smooth grace presented to them with the sense of a purpose.. made them very attractive..... I was really bored… after all how much you can stare at some one.. and after all… I am not a guy… and anyways… gals are the really pretty people… oh gosh…kinneyaan sohneeya. Hundeeyaan ne.. goreyan chittiyaan. .. btw way they. .. spend a lot on personal grooming…to appear casual.. this may be info for the guys.. .. the casually unkempt looks are also made up…manufactured,.. cultivated… haha.. In my near 2 year stay.. I have seen very rare non make up female Caucasian sub species… and .. well even though they expose a lot of flesh… they don’t appear cheap.. no.. its in the body language and.. then Paru Seth ne mauke ka galat fayada uthaya… aur mujhe yeh airport pe blog likne ke liye uksaaya… but this turned out to be the best suggestion!... I am now typing away all this .. and listening to Jagjit Singh .. and humming along… I feel I am not bored any more.. in fact I have started to really enjoy myself.. Thanku… now.. the battery has run out!... uggh… I don’t want to vacate this seat.. with the perfect view… but in order to charge ….I will have to move.. and who main karma nahi chahti.. .. btw.. I just noticed a middle aged female in magenta top and wearing this mikey mouse cap!.. ppl just have fun the way they want to… and wear whatever they feel like.. and don’t really have to deal with issues like log kya kahenge....and ………ah… a.. slurp…. this guy with a really weird hairstyle..{ jaise pandit ki bodi in the middle and all decent cut..} just passed in front of me. ..with a chocolate softy ice-cream cone in hand… the cone looked like begging to be liked away….. I experienced a momentary lust… hah.. taking a deep breath… have revered back to typing away all that’s going on here.. ha.. I feel I can go on endlessly till .. .. hey … now enters a little doll in the scene… oh my gosh.. she is cho chweet!.. I remember the famous.. nursery rhyme.. chubby cheeks dimple chin.. teeth within.. and she got interested in what I was doing busily thumping away at the key board… and my laptop is dead!... and I have almost 2 more hours to kill… I was planning to think some positive thoughts.. I don’t have the charger… I had put in the check in luggage.. which has been waiting at the Bakersfield airport for me.. since.. the last 2 hours… little does it know that its gonna be about 4 more hours before.. mera aur mere luggage ka milaap hoga.. who bhi pata nahi.. I had placed a local address.. hope they don’t decide to deliver it to my friends house.. they will freak out.. n.. today being the Gurudawara day… and they would be busy….okay…now my system went to hibernation…. I have lost the train of thought… but I am trying to finish this post in a post dated.. mode.. I have much to write… I feel like I am in Punjab again!... ghar waala mahoul… feels so at home.. anyways.. I can’t be taking so much time on the internet.. so have to end it.. for endings sake… btw.. I thought my luggage got lost … so even without.. cheking first.. I went ahead a filed a complaint.. with the air line… but it was there waiting for me… just without a handle though!.. so will have to buy a new suitcase on my way back… will think about it later… I have to start reading the Ice Cream book.. .. thanks for being here.. J…and I need all your good wishes to get things working here..

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