And then one day I was on a flight to Melbourne. The events of the previous weeks had run through so fast that the mind had not had the time to process them.
Sitting in the Malaysian airlines flight, helping an old Indian couple and myself get some vegetarian food, it hit me like a bag of ice falling from a 1000 ft above me. Well, couldn’t think of anything worse to compare. I survived though.
I spent the rest of the time trying to answer questions that I was throwing at myself. Am not sure if some of those will ever find themselves an answer.
The ABCD(American Born Confused Desi) sitting next to me, on his way to LA, wasn’t helping my cause. Thankfully, after a change of flights at KL, I found some decent company and successfully kept myself away from helping some of those questions find answers.
Like someone once said, and I hope he was right, ‘Everything happens for good’. Duh!!
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