From The Airport..

I landed at the Airport with a certain sense of elation,a sense of over-zealessness...I was becoming excited for no real reason!But I did not want to hold on this feeling inside myself and cover it up with a mature face that everyone puts up now-a-days!So,I was smiling for no reason all the while...

I was one of the first to get off the plane hoping to get an inch of extra space in my memory!But when I took ground,I said to myself,The air we breathe is the same,the people are the same,then why the hell do we keep fighting for gaining supremacy for no reason when everyone is going to need just the same 7 ft by 2 feet space when they die?I shall look for these answers but havent come to any still!

Anyways,I dont want to dampen my excitement with my philosophical satire...
I went to the immigration counter and it was absolute chaos in there.There were around 30 counters and everybody lined up there for their check-ins.Even though I was one of the first to check in there,I ended up almost last due to some mis-communications.Then,I went to the luggage retrieval counter.I had heard so many stories about luggage being lost and things like that,but I was so pleased when I saw mine!! :)

I had a lot of luggage,around 90 -100 lbs (including hand bags).I was in a mess pulling all of them together.Imagine 4 bags and having to pull it all alone!Sweating and panting,I saw my savior....A trolley!!I went and pulled the trolley out,but it refused to budge!I tried to push it gently,coax it,pull it and whatever I could do!But, I could not move it..Then I looked up towards the sky and thought,why me?Thats when,the light shone and I looked at the placard atop the trolley counter - 4 dollars only!!!I thought,my country is much better,I get trolleys for free..But then I realised,this is USA...nothing is for free...

I was coming with a lot of baggage and responsibility from my family and under really painful financial circumstances.I did not want to start spending on this...suddenly,the trolley felt like a luxury to have..I abadoned the idea and started on foot,making a sorry picture to everyone around.But,no one offered to help..I did not care.I was quite obvious and conscpicous and hence was hauled up a couple of times asked some routine questions.They were very polite and welcomed me to USA.Due to all this,I took a long time to come out and then my heart really went out to the fact that how would it be to come here for the first time and no one is at the airport to see you...:( Its a real bad feeling 'cos you dont know anyone.Fortunately for me,I had my friend's colleague to pick me up.I had never seen him or knew him,neither did he.But,I guess thats the way things work when u land up in a foreign country.You still root for ur own origins atleast when u have to start off.And I believe thats the case with all the people.

So,I finally saw my friend and took off with him and then as I moved out from the Airport,my innocence was put to shame and I got one of the biggest shock of my life!!I was standing right in front of the Freeway and I saw cars zooming in at more than 100 miles per hour!!Though I was from a big city,I was not used to this kind of pace!Traffic there moved at snail's pace all the time with so many potholes and bad traffic rules.But here,everything seemed so fast..The only option if u met with an accident here would be death!!My friend said this is is the way we have to take!I was scared a bit but guess I had no choice....So we hopped on to a cab and took off to some place where I was going to stay...

I carry on... :)