Without You by Preethi Venugopala

Author:Preethi Venugopala [Venugopala, Preethi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Preethi Venugopala
Published: 2015-11-28T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“IT ALL BEGINS WHEN THE SOUL WOULD HAVE ITS WAY WITH YOU.”

--EMERSON

First experiences always hold a special place in our memories. Be it your first love, first kiss, or your first foreign trip.

While waiting to board the plane from Bangalore International Airport to Dubai, I was a bundle of nerves. Not only was it my first time on an airplane, but also it was my first trip abroad. Nervous jitters seized me once and again. To calm down my nerves, I dialed Khushi’s number. My parents along with Khushi and Poornima had come to see me off.

“Sweetheart, relax, many millions have travelled in an airplane till now. They have all actually survived to talk about it,” teased Khushi.

“Keep mocking me and I will come out right now,” I threatened, simply for the sake of it. Though scared like a rabbit, I was not going to turn back.

“Idiot, chill, go to the washroom, and relieve yourself. They have vacuum flush toilets in planes you know. It can be very messy…,” said Khushi, with the sole aim of torturing me further.

“Shut up. I don’t need to. If I get my hands on you, you would never utter another word, you ass,” I said, trying to sound menacing but succeeded only in eliciting giggles from the other side.

With help from a relative who worked inside the Bangalore International Airport, I didn’t have any delay in passing the immigration and security clearance. He left me in the boarding area and there I sat with only an old woman snoring away in a nearby seat for company. Most of the other passengers were walking around making last minute purchases or talking to dear ones on the phone. When the announcement blared for the passengers heading to Dubai, to board the emirates plane, I shivered inwardly. I prayed to all the Gods I believed in for help and tried to be brave in front of the others.

Like an answer to my prayers, a smiling Colonel R.S Nair joined me in the queue.

“Uncle, are you also on this flight to Dubai?”

“Yes, sweetheart, I am on my way to visit my relatives there. Will be there for a few months,” said he with a smile, and immense relief flooded me.

The smiling airhostess in their typical Arab uniform welcomed us and guided us to our respective seats. The captain of the flight welcomed all and informed us of the flight duration which was expected to be three hours and fifty-two minutes and wished us a memorable journey.

At eight pm exact, the plane started moving on the runway.

I had the window seat next to Colonel Uncle. He looked like an experienced traveler and appeared calm. My palms were sweating, as I did not know what to expect when the aircraft took off. Most plane accidents took place while either taking off or landing, didn’t they? God help me!!

“Are you travelling for the first time?” he asked, perceiving my nervousness to which I replied in the affirmative.

“Don’t listen to them

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