Leavin on a jet plane_ The case of the budget Airline

Im on a flight from Calicut to Dubai. Its great the Semester has finally ended and all the ruckus I kicked up about this being the hardest sem Ill probably ever have has settled to gather dust.The hols have begun, nothing else matters(hail Hetfield) and all the visuals Im getting of myself in the holidays involve my growing butt plonked on a couch and an LCD screen 20 cm from my eyeballs..Thank god, Im normal.

Got the seats next to the Emergency exit.. AAH, First class leg space! If only I could sit through that painful demonstration on operating the exit. Just when the last thought struck me, the tender female voice of a stewardess who I thought was wasting her time in a budget airline dropped me from the wuthering heights my little mental sojourn had taken me to by saying "Your cold Vegetarian snacks,Sir"..The butterflies that were hitherto zipping through my tummy stopped dead still, and I knew that was that..

All this was definitely helped by the ppl enjoying the flight sitting next to me..What would you feel if you see dudes stare at a sachet of Heinz ketchup as though its the detonatable chewing gum of Mission Impossible fame (for lack of a better analogy). When these very dudes kept belching their guts out after the 'meal', I tried my best to blame it on the,er,'meal'. Well, I was amused, bemused and what not.

But u gotta give these guys credit. Flying a flight whose interface would humiliate that of any AI at half an AI ticket is one mean feat..

But all this bullshit is not the point...........

MORAL OF THE STORY: Point A-->Point B reached where Point A=Room no. 59,4th Block,NITK Surathkal and Point B=Dubai International Airport....MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!!!!!!!!

Listening to--Chris Isaak-Wicked Game and Pink Floyd-High Hopes