This is the first post of the upcoming series....

They say eviction avid greater facade. But I keep asking this question to myself, if it is eviction or a willing resolution. The more I think about it I conclude by choosing the latter. What a journey it has been. An irrefutably congenial one!

I remember those first moments I stepped inside the HAL airport. The breeze was blowing steady. It was winter. It was as though the sky’s gestured my departure. I always have an instant connection with nature or the natural. Soon in no time I found myself among them. The Indian Airlines flight was not delayed nevertheless looked empty. Now if I think back, from a MBA perspective, I doubt if they would have even 'break-even'. But at that time, I was paranoid about the craze the mankind had. The craze about visiting a foreign land.

The last kiss, the last visit to the temple, the last trip to Chinnaswamy stadium to grab few grass for remembrance, the final hug before departure, the first international take off…..how can anyone forget that. My friends were there, as usual having a good time. One announced his departure by asking me to remember that it is not ‘might’ rather ‘mate’. I loved that literally.

My mom eclipsed her feelings. I thought my dad mastered the art of eclipsing emotions, but it didn’t pay him rich dividends this time around. My hub was more focused towards the unknown, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t notice the reality. It was evidently there in front of everyone’s eyes.

The escalator made its way to the top. I was there at the top, telling them one last goodbye. I didn’t feel anything from inside then. But maybe now if I look back and remember that final moment, I think my sensation would have felt some what different. I was going to embark a great journey; a journey of life.

Then the routine jaded me. I was given sufficient advice for everything that I should do and not to. No sooner was guided inside the Indian Airlines flight, which looked deserted. I was given an upgrade into the Executive class, I didn’t ask for it. The air hostess was more than pleased to see just three passengers inside the executive class. I was offered a drink; I differed alcohol. The flight began its steady uplift motion, racing away in the runway. It accelerated; accelerated into the heaven!

I closed my eyes, with the consciousness that I was aboard. But the whisk inside never faded away!

To be continued…..

Get sambharred!!!