After spending about last 24 Hours in air under the efficient hospitality of Jet Airways it was time to touch the base. The moment of being overwhelmed beyond capacity...I had a feeling that I might just HYPERVENTILATE. It might sound like a dream to fly over the clouds, specially for a girl who has never even travelled in train.....YES you read it right, never in a train.... and not even ONCE. So leaving behind the protected environment of home, the comfort of mother's lap and going towards the ground had me in sheer turmoil. There was a constant fear about what to expect....I have been in denial the entire time but as they say that never let fear overpower your mind else it takes control.
As soon as my feet touched ground I was shaken and they refuse to take a step further, sounds filmy yet true. Walking down the aisle seemed as tough as for a bride on her wedding day. Now I realize that aisles are all about transitions to a new life with endless jitters, nerves and butterflies all milk-shaken together. After letting millions of emotions pass by me in fraction of a second I rushed to get out of my reverie and walked down the endless corridors of the airport. Task one was to turn the Wi-Fi on and let my mom and beloved know about my safe arrival to CANADA. Both of them didn't get a wink of sleep and on their own emotional roller-coasters they get some peace. My mom must have thanked GOD for watching over me and His thought's....... well they are in my mailbox safely as my personal treasure. His i.e. Nitin by the way will get his screen space a bit later on, but the guy who was supposed to receive me is already late...DAMN.
WOW.... already stranded on an entirely unknown place and I swear Nitin was freaking out as the guy in question happened to be his cousin. Anyways I was trying my best to calm him down but he can't see me in trouble. I proceeded towards the customs, stamps and all the permits to finally claim my luggage which was also delayed due to some conveyor belt issues. As far everyone knows how rapid a girl's imagination is I had concluded it being lost till the time I didn't see them emerging. I know my mind was on exaggeration level infinite. Then finally I get out of the airport, adjust to all that sun and wait. So after I am picked up from the airport and taken for a lunch the car gets touched with another one.....and I had no idea it becomes such a big deal here in Canada. My mood was dampened further and I was in low spirits....when I made to meet a girl at whose place I was going to be an imposed guest. I felt horrible but she was the friendliest person I had met since my landing and way like my ray of hope.
I along with my luggage was dumped (actually it happened respectfully) into the basement.....I don't mean it negatively and it was a beautiful home but being alone was certainly depressing. I took a bath which was needed after such a long journey and had vowed to not sleep to avoid being jet lagged but sleep came. I woke up I don't know after how long and saw there were two young women that owned the place. They were all friendly and had it not been them I would have gone into the breakdown mode. They fed me well, made me feel at home and it was awkward explaining who I exactly was and how the guy who dropped me was related. Once I told all that stuff they still were at the same supportive level as in beginning. I really thank them for not making me feel unwanted as it mattered a lot at that moment. After all I was a girlfriend of their friend's cousin and they had no responsibility to look after me. Honestly I didn't cry even once because their presence gave me comfort and strength. I stayed awake the whole night as expected with my empty thoughts.......and my phone clutched to my bosom....
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