This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 19; the nineteenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.
7 pm- Dubai Standard Time. *I think*
‘Humi did you reach safely? Did you eat anything? Beta, please eat something! What will you eat? You will find something yourself na? Please please don’t stay hungry!’
Uff khaana khaana khaana! My beloved Bollywood mumma still thinks I’m her chunnu munnu and living in India has made me a poor famished size zero kitten.
I wonder why these airports are sooo sooo cold man! Also, the guy sitting next to me on the sector here had this awful yuck yuckkk type cologne and now my abaaya smells of it too! Buhoooo :-(
5 hours of frolicking at Dubai Duty Free! Yayyy meeee!
Bhrrrr. Bored. Seen everything. Done everything. Roamed around the entire shopping arcade. I wonder what kind of people buy stuff like Rasna from here. Weird no?
The Swarovski crystal showcase was wowwwieee! I really wish I’d be standing there and some bell would ring over my head after which everyone would come rushing to me and say ‘Congratsssss Miss Humera! You just won the big jackpot and can take anyyything from our showroom......FOR FREEEE!’ Yippeeeeee! *sigh*
By the way, something half as cool almost happened. I bought a chocolate and got a scratch card that actuallyyyy for a minute lured me into believing I could win the multiple grade yaada yaada mileage Lexus!
Grabbed a coin and scratched it!
Card says- ‘Better luck next time’
Me is the hungry’ssss!
Mc Donalds!!! I’m lovin it. Turoo tuttooo
Almost tempted to use the tag line ‘Pet khush to sabbb khush’ Emm what was it for?
Wonder why that guy is waving at me. Do I know him??
Nah don’t think so! Will hog now. Over and out!
Dudeee! The weirdest thing happened. I told you na someone waved at me, but then I couldn’t recollect who he was. And then he came to my table and was all like
‘Heyyy! How are youuuu! How have you beeenn!!!! Rehan! You remember me right?’ etc....etc.
The whole thing got really awkward. I even tried searching my memory database for a Rehan....searching.....searching...key word not found :-(
How could I have missed someone so good looking? Or maybe he was like the ugly duckling who grew into a swan. Ah! Whatever!
Anyway so I staged a ‘Ohhhhh it’s youuuu!’ wala drama. And thennn he said all about how he missed college days in Bombay so it all kinda fit in.
And THAT’s when he gave me a shock shock shockkk!
‘How come you haven’t been coming online Sana? It’s been ages! And you look soooo different in a burkha! Cute, I say!’
Sana???? Sana??? Arey now who is this Sana?
And thatttt is when the dimaag ka bulb lit up. Suddenly all his good looks were slashed to a half. Poor guy thought I was someone else.
Also, he went on and on about how he and his ‘Sana’ dame were bestesttt buddies and blah blah!
I mean think about it. If they were soooooo good friends, then how come he totally mistook someone else to be her? Or maybe I have an identical twin sis. But I never even went to a Kumbh ka mela!!
*PJ I know! :P*
At the boarding gate. Thank God! Flight’s on time! Seeee that’s why I louuve Emirates. Even though the food smells yuckkk and the bread is cold, at least they have cool movies that you can kill time with! Wonder what he will do when he speaks to the real Sana. Such a nice guy...damn this Sana!
Just had a sudden thought. Why did he ask for my email id?
Weren’t he and so called ‘Sana’ supposed to be friends on chat???
Okies! Time to board!
Lol! Was just at the boarding gate when I caught a note on my boarding pass. Here’s what was scrawled on it in the tiniestttttt, most God- awful handwriting!-
“Suni meri sadaa to kis yakeen se
Ghataa utar ke aa gayi zameen pe
Rahi yehi lagan to aye dil-e-jawaan
Asar bhi ho rahega ek haseen pe!
Not the most articulate I daresay, but 9 hours of jet lag have quite literally killed the shaayar in me so turned to the next best option- a Bollywood song!
Your boarding card fell out of your passport while at the cash counter.
I guess I embarrassed you for a bit there mistaking you for a friend. Was apprehensive I’d mess things further when I did find out. Thank you for being such a sport and bearing with my banter. Talking to you was an absolute delight! Wish we could start over.
I trust you will be hearing from me again......so I can apologise more coherently ofcourse. ;)
Awww! How sweeeet!
Will sleep now! Seated next to an aunty.
Why do I always have to sit next to uncles, aunties, total duds or wailing babies???
Trying to feel bad but I just can’t stop smilinggg!!!