The ego has landed

From the window next to my seat I could see the order with which everything is constructed in Kuwait. The flight was not all that eventful, on our descent to Bombay, the chaos was evident. It is very easy to spot the railway tracks, as well as the huts right next to the runway, form the window. Sigh ! Mein kidhar aa gaya ? I said to myself.

As I stepped out of the plane, I immediately felt the humidity. I scurried throught the airport check and was greeted by my uncle and cousin at the entrance. An hour's drive to my grandfather's place, and I am already having my first bombay breakfast.

Next stop...college hunting.