Been there DOON that




The Beginning
Got a tkt on Deccan air ... was very happy ... thinking only small diff to be paid since co pays only train thingie. So here I am sitting inside the aircraft when there is a small buffeting of the craft. Ignore it. A few mins later the pilot comes on the microphone saying a luggage trolley has just crashed into the wing and the flight has been grounded. And thereby starts the tale!
The middle
And then the running around where Deccan officials point out how there and then the running around where Deccan officials point out how there is a clause in fine print which says how they would only refund the fare and make no alternate arrangements. So running around from window to window find a flight to Delhi (set me back quite a lot) ... one that reaches Delhi only at 10:15 or so.
There go any plans of taking the last bus to ddun I think. And ooops my mobile is out of charge and with battery down that goes to sleep. Finally find charging point and charge it ... also get to know that last bus leaves Delhi at 11:30 ... hmm let’s see if I can make it. Get into flight and see good looking female in the aisle seat with me in window. Hmm at least some good thing will come out of this I feel. And then the feeling passed bcoz staring at me and smiling was the fat &%^*# of a senior from IIFT (forgot his name just remember he is some paan chewing freak). The paan chewing idiot plonks himself in the middle seat after exchanging it with some fellow. OH SHIT!! And all throughout the trip he talked and when I say he talked I mean he talked without stopping.... even when I pretended to ignore him and read and sleep. Oh the only time he stopped talking was to complain about the food, seat and whatever not to the airhostesses (damn some of them were also nice and he always said my friend and I hate food/seat etc etc!!! Any pataoing opportunity flew faster than a jet) getting down I take cab and make it to but stand and last ddun bus. Bus driver thinks it is his life’s philosophy to ensure that Narain Karthikeyan is not the only F1 driver and decides to take hairpin bends at the fastest the bus could go. So poor pushpi and I are literally (I mean this) thrown around the bus. We had to hold onto anything we could find not to be flung to other side not kidding. And icing on cake pushpi’s nice big fat VIP suitcase decides to come down from its perch upstairs and guess where it lands ON MY HEAD. So here I am rubbing small bump on head with one hand holding onto seat in front with other hand and hoping I live to reach ddun.
Anyway we finally reach at 5 in the morning.
The end
And then I find that not only have I gone for some engineering training which I don’t understand and will never use but will also be sharing a room with 2 other creeps in the ONGC hostel (notice the s and not otel) ... wow did I hear someone say ONGC richest company and shit like that.
The epilogue
Go around looking for a new local no and find that there has been some new rule that requires u to give local address proof and therefore could on roaming for 7 months (CRAP CRAP CRAP) as I don’t have stuff like local address proof. 2
all I cud think was SOME DAYS UR THE STATUE AND SOME DAYS UR THE PIGEON ... some days u get to shit on people and some days u get shit on ... guess I chose the day when the pigeon had a bad stomach!
IN DIRE NEED OF HELP

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