Mar 07, 2014 – Homecoming – Patansaongi, Maharashtra, India ๐ŸŽจ ๐ŸŽŠ

It was the first time I was visiting my parentsโ€™ place after joining the Cognizant Technology Solutions (CTS) ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿ’ป in Bangalore. My parents live in a small town named โ€œPatansaongiโ€, which is roughly 20 miles from Nagpur. I think it had been almost seven months I was away from home and started missing my family. The month of March was a perfect excuse to visit home ๐Ÿก as we had a couple days off because of Holi celebrations and March 7th was birthday of one of my sisters ๐Ÿ‘ฉ.

My desire to see my parents grew more when one of my teammates told me that he is also leaving home for Holi ๐ŸŽจ. That was the trigger for me. I sought approval from my manager and he was cool with it. A couple words about my then manager – he was and still is one of the best bosses I had. Over the years, I got to know him closely and he has been so inspirational to me, and I must tell you his sharp and sarcastic comebacks which no one can beat.

Getting back to my homecoming. I, obviously, took the flight home, because I could and why not! #humblebrag ๐Ÿ˜

This journey stood out for me because of the two reasons.

The first one was I did see a celebrity while I was waiting to board my flight. As the famous Indian comedian Mr. Zakir Khan ๐ŸŽญ says all the time – โ€œJindagi mein rakha kya hai, airport teen ghante pehle pahunch jate hai!โ€ (I have nothing better to do, so I get to airport three hours earlier) Oh man, that line cracks me up.

So the celebrity that I am talking about here is Mr. Robin Uthappa, ๐Ÿ a famous Indian cricketer. Well, he was famous back then, but now – not so much. During this time, I had the cheapest phone a person can ever own, with (are you ready?) a V.G.A. camera ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿผ. Gosh, the photos were terrible ๐Ÿ–ผ. So, I did not want to embarrass myself by asking him to click a selfie with me, and just enjoyed the moment, capturing it in my memory. Surprisingly, no one else got up from their seats to click a picture with him. I suspect either people see a lot of him or the passengersโ€™ did not recognize him ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ.

The second reason was more interesting and kind of exciting for me.
After seeing Mr. Uthappa, a girl and a boy ๐Ÿ‘ซ walked in and took seats a few seats away from me. At first, it was nothing out of the usual, but the curiosity got better of me and I started noticing them. It looked like the girl was visible upset ๐Ÿ˜ข and the guy was trying to console her. I started looking away after that, until the boy left. Thatโ€™s when things started to โ€œdazzleโ€ a little bit.

I do not recollect whether it was me or her who switched the seats to talk. We started talking with topics like the places we live in Bangalore and our work life. I used to live in Kammanahalli back then and she told me she lived in Whitefield ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ. If you have ever lived in Bangalore, you will realize that this distance is not that much and a 500D bus ๐ŸšŒ can take you both these place. Gosh, I loved that bus and the route. Anyway, getting back to the story, continuing with the discussion, I took a step forward and asked about the boy. She opened up and said he was a friend and came to drop her off at the airport as she was feeling down due to some problem home, for which, she was heading Nagpur, her home.

I did not want to pursue the sad part of the story, so I tried to distract her with different topics like her hobbies, our love for cricket, and what not. Before we knew, we had started to board the flight. I asked her โ€œseatโ€ number and found that she was at 22E and I was at 23D. It was pure luck ๐Ÿงง. I wanted to seize this opportunity and spend more time with her; as soon as we boarded the flight โœˆ๏ธ, I let everyone settle in and prayed that nobody sits beside her. And fortunately, things went that way. I asked the air hostess if we were done with the boarding, and she confirmed. This was the moment! ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿฝ I tapped on her shoulder and asked if I could sit beside her. She complied and then we took off the runway. ๐Ÿ˜Ž

We continued our discussion where we left it off. Before we know it, we were leaning towards each other. I think, whatever the tragedy was for her, she just wanted someone to console her. She was relaxed enough that she put her head on my shoulder. I was โ€œlisteningโ€ to her conversation ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฝ. Based on the interaction and the kind of state that she was in, I did not feel the need to go ahead and โ€œtryโ€ anything, so I โ€œcontrolled” myself and just acted as a consoling shoulder for her.

Two seconds later, I found out she wanted more. This is where things get interesting. It was a red eye flight, so the pilot ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝโ€โœˆ๏ธ turned the lights ๐Ÿ’ก off, and things started heating up. I noticed she lifted her head off my shoulder and before I could react, I experienced a small peck on my left cheek. I was taken aback; but didnโ€™t mind it. I wanted to see where this goes, but to my dismay, she quickly apologized and told me she should not have done that and (are you ready for this?) โ€œSHE HAS A BOYFRIEND!โ€. Till this day, I believe the last part is UNTRUE.

If I want to be completely honest with you, I did not feel good at all and felt like I just lost something! I know I should not have felt like that; but, I am a human being! I just laugh at it thinking about it today.
What followed after that was a 90 minute awkwardness. Her head was still on my shoulder; but we barely spoke. I think she drifted off or was pretending to have. It was the most awkward situation I have been till that date! I just wanted the flight to be over and see my family, so even I pretended to be asleep, and eventually drifted off to sleep.

The moment the pilot ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝโ€โœˆ๏ธ announced that we landed, I was so relieved, I got up and found her to be awake already. I smiled and told her that I will get back to my seat for my bags. I think she was also relieved that I came back to my seat.

While deboarding, I let others get ahead of me so that I could avoid walking with her. To my disappointment, she was waiting for someone at the gate to pick her up when I was leaving the airport, so I could not ignore and had to give a half hearted smile and a good bye hug. โ€œI WAS FINALLY FREEโ€, I told myself. ๐Ÿคช The journey had finally come to an end! It was not a good one, though!

The funny thing about this interaction was – I forgot to ask her name, her location in Nagpur, and deliberately did not ask for her number. I was glad that I got this story out of this interaction.
Hope you find it interesting, funny, may be rude even, but I just wanted to share it with you. Man, this turned out to be a long post.
If you reached here, I salute you.

Zร ijiร n!

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