Monday, June 24, 2013

I'll be breathing the same air like you-know-who

I was in ecstasy when I found out that I'll be vacationing in Italy for this summer - same continent like you-know-who, same kind of people like you-know-who, airports where like you-know-who might have stepped, places like you-know-who might have toured, international travel  like you-know-who....

But due to miles and code sharing, I'm restricted to American Airlines. Well no problem, I'll take whatever I can, at least I'll be in the same continent like you-know-who😜.

But when my Hubby said, "going through JFK will be a long way to reach Venice, so why not chose FRANKFURT, in that way, we will minimize airtime." 

I was like - OMG! Is it going to happen? Am I really, really, really going to meet him again? Will our paths cross again, for real??? Oh boy! Is it really going to happen? Really GOD!! Really!!! REALLY!!!!! I never thought I'll once again step in FRANKFURT Airport, that too without traveling to India or by Lufthansa, and especially after Lufthansa canceling Hyderabad route. What kind of miracle is this?? 

Then I notice this: FRANKFURT AIRPORT

AMERICAN AIRLINES and LUFTHANSA are rivals. They don't even share terminals. American uses TERMINAL 1 , where as LUFTHANSA uses TERMINAL 2. 

The worst part is American Code sharing flights too use Terminal 1, like AIR BERLIN. So even though I'll be in FRANKFURT airport, just like him, our paths won't cross. Well, it was always a very long shot to meet him again, so why not at least share same air😔😞😥😒😰, be there in the same vicinity. I'll take it!! I want to touch, feel, smell, hear, taste -  all the things which he experienced - places, air, smell, people, airports, food...anything which I know for sure he has experienced.

There is a proverb or a belief In Hinduism:

Without God's blessing, even a leaf won't move.

So our meeting can/will happen, only when God thinks - "it is a right thing to do."

Meanwhile, I need to study for the exam which is the in last week of July. 

UPDATE: Not even entering German air space. DESTINY!! Flying directly to ROME!😒

Friday, June 7, 2013

To the lost love

I was thinking about him
Thinking bout me 
Thinkin bout us (us)
What we gunna be?
Open my eyes, (Yeah) 
it was only just a dream...

So I travel back (uh)
down that road (road)
Will he come back? (Uh)
No one knows 
I realize (Yeah)
It was only just a dream.

Happy second anniversary, Steward! 

Well, what's the news from my side...I wallowed over you for long longtime, cried almost everyday, but nowadays worries  replaced by Actuary. Exam is in July.  I'm doing this for you, so when we meet, again, you'll have something to feel good about me, than just seeing me as a mom/housewife.

Pray for me, please! Best of luck with whatever you're pursuing! Yes, I'm visualizing your face. I still remember you! Right around 5, I'll see my oil painting of yours, to give you a silent and painful look. Hope my message will reach to you. 

Hope to see you soon! Your all wishes should come true! Have a happy life!

Have a great day! 

Your missedConnection/friend

Monday, June 3, 2013

Lesson learned!

Never argue anything related to money. Accept it to politely decline and move on. 

Music teacher apologized for her statement: "If you are not okay with the increase, you will need to find another piano teacher.",  and added: "Your inflexibility demonstrated to me a total lack of appreciation for my highest degrees and qualifications as a dedicated piano teacher. "

One more thing: Be careful while writing emails. I have a habit of writing exactly like the way I feel emotionally. All I can see is my point of view when I express, especially when I'm disturbed about orher person's behavior. I got into problems many times, including with J. I have the habit of getting worst behavior out of people. I don't see anything wrong while I'm expressing, but oh boy, the way people react, always astonishes me.

Good for Steward, he will escape, or else he too would have been upset for something or the other. I put so much emotion/trust in somethings, and when they don't turn up to my expectation, it bothers me a lot. In this situation with piano teacher, my husband/editor edited my wordings, so I was safe to some extent.

As I said before, lesson learned.