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Off to India

It has been 6 months since I got my 'first markings' done on my passport. And it feels especially good when the last one expired without any. It wasn't planned, but I did hope to get something on those blank pages this time. Not that the renewal process was any easy (had to jump into an ambassador, of all cars, for travelling between Pilani and Delhi, to get my police clearance done, bribing was still involved, sadly, all when the placement session was going on), still it did go through smoothly in the end, and i did end up stepping out of India.

You know the thing about the human nature, it always wants things. When I was 'stuck' in India (not in the literal sense, I mean, I <3 India), for well almost whole my life, I wanted to step out of India, and as soon as I make that leap, I want to get back. Queer, human nature is, but that is what is so amazing about it. If we were to get satiated easily, we would be living as nomads for sure.

So the call beckoned. You just cannot refuse when your mother and motherland both beckon you to come back. So here I am at Doha International Airport, waiting for my flight, to fly to Delhi via Dubai. Travelling with Emirates again,the coolest flight by far. Yup, the stopover at Dubai airport would be awesome, supposedly some shopping festival is also going on there at the moment, Lucky Me. Though I am pretty sure that I would end up buying nothing from the airport.

Part 2:
@Dubai International Airport
Dead tired. Each and every bone in my body says sleep. Still was roaming around for the past one and a half hours in the duty free area. Most of the stuff that one would really want to buy, or rather is worth buying, from the duty free area are not welcome at my home. So, here I am again, empty handed, back to blogging. There was this toy that caught my attention though. A guy doing hip hop. If only they could price it a litlle lower. 1500 INR for a a piece of plastic is to much to digest for my weak stomach. Anyways, DIA is a very hustling bustling kinda place. You will never get bored at this place, and it does take some of the tiredness away, as evident to me today.

Anyways, that's enough for now. My head has refused to cooperate with me any further, so I'd better give it some rest. Hoping to have a wonderful time at home. Be back on 15th Feb to Doha.

Chao
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