Sunday, April 5, 2009

Waiting

'You are on waiting list', I heard from the other side of the check-in counter. 'What the hell?', I thought, I bought the ticket online, and it wasn't a discounted ticket. 'What's happening here?' There were so many things going wrong recently, that I wasn't utterly surprised. I walked through the glittering corridors of Vienna Airport, and entered the transit hall. I showed my ticket to a flight attendant, who asked me to wait for a while. I'm sitting in the transit, waiting. More and more people come in. It feels as if time stopped for a while, or just the NOW expanded into the past and future washing away memories and plans. It feels like being always in transition, and always on the road in the same time, waiting here and there to get somewhere without ever arriving to my destination. Always on a waiting list.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

इफ यू वांट तो विसित मार्स, चेक आउट थिस, sorry, if you want to visit Mars, check out this:
If not, come with me!!!