The first thing that I want say in this regard is- That- I TOTALLY HATE DELHI FOGS. They suck. And I equally hate our primitive systems on the Airport. They can't do any arrivals or departures even in slight fog conditions. (They are supposed to be equipped with that sorta technology).
So, a 7 am flight that was to land at 9.30 am came in at 2.30 and it took em another half an hour for the freaking baggage claim to come. I was at the airport for 1.5 hours.
We met- actually sat down to eat something and spend 'some' time together- at 4ish, and I put him an auto so that he could go to his friends' house (where he is putting up) at 5.15.
No one can imagine the pain that zagged through me when he was sitting in that auto and leaving. This is the MOST ridiculous time that we have spent together.
I wish that life a lil more easy on me.
Or if nothing- Luck could've favoured us, and the weather God complied... that would have made some little difference in this meeting of ours. Like Shayon put it- It felt like a mere formality.
This is turning out to be a CRAPPY year, thus far. (I know- The sadist me just spoke up.)
I wish.. Oh I wish.