The turbo prop we were taking to Hyderabad shuddered down the runway, bringing back memories of BMTC buses speeding down Bangalore's potholed roads. The plane eventually took off and this everyday event was greeted by a loud 'whoooooooooyeaaaaaahh' from a kid couple of rows behind me. The kid's whoop of joy brought on a smile accompanied by memories of my first ever flight way back in time... and because of that reason this flight was a little special from all the rest.
Life is good...
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