A friend of mine recently put up an 'only in India' - where she rushed her kids to school only to realize that school was closed due to a bandh (Rebecca Thomas)
I was thinking of all the 'It happens only in India' and I had a few good ones this week. As we were travelling back from Mumbai to Bangalore on Monday morning, we (Suresh, Kids and I) had a few good experiences!
Well to begin with we rented an Inova (mini van) since we had lot of luggage. The driver who was a friend of my sister's dad-in-law came 4:15 am. He called me on my cellphone ' Shall I come upstairs and help you with luggage?' ---'It happens only in India'
We arrived at the airport and after check-in headed to security check. In India the lines split at this point - ladies one line --- gentlemen another line ----'It happens only in India'.
I was pleased since the ladies line was short. I sent Isaac off with dad since I could not handle both the kids. (Isaac is not a gentlemen yet ---So he can be allowed in the ladies line). However I had forgotten that Indian women -- well we carry everything with us. And the short ladies line took a very long time leading to a very fidgety Ziva. I was trying to maneuver the stroller and my gazillion bags and control Ziva. About midway through Ziva decided to wander off a little - only to be stopped by a few friendly ladies playing peekaboo with her. One of them even helped me with my stroller. 'It happens only in India'. I must say that this was 6:45 am flight and all these women looked like professionals who I am sure would have rather been at home with their family. But here they were willing to entertain my child.
As we stood for security check, the lady with the police uniform and a metal detector in her hand searched me and then moved to Ziva. She swept the metal detector over Ziva and then winked at her and pinched her cheeks before she stamped an OK on our boarding passes. 'It happens only in India'. Something about a kid in your hand makes everyone around friendly in India.
We had to take a bus from the terminal to the plane because there aren't enough runways in Mumbai. I dont know whether it was the travel to the plane or that it was 6:15 am but Suresh started complaining about how this was just too much ... blah blah .. blah. We reached the plane and realized that we had to climb up about twenty stairs. Two kids, a havasack, a laptop bag, a small carry-on and a stroller ! It seemed that we did not have enough hands for this. Right when we were discussing this
Me:' Suresh you take all the bags ... I will handle the kids and the stroller'
Suresh:'Ok'
Third person:(Whose face I do not remember now): ' Aaa .. yeh bag lekhe jao upkar -- aur yeh stroller pe tag lagao' (Translation : Take this bag up and put a tag on the stroller)
Just like that in a few seconds we were left on a runway with two kids and nothing on us. Never felt lighter. I dont know if it was the airport staff or the airline staff who helped us - but Thank you very much. 'It happens only in India'.
As the flight took off and reached cruising altitude and the flight attendants started getting about their chores of serving food. 'It happens only in India'. One of the flight attendants came to me and asked 'Mam would you like the omelet of the idli -wada'. Me: 'The omelet please'. Flight attendant looking over at Isaac: 'And what about him'. Me:' The omelet please'. She completely ignored Suresh and came back in 5 seconds with a tray of food for Isaac and me. Suresh looked over at me holding a sleeping Ziva and smiled. 'It happens only in India'. I have always wanted to get that special parking place at the mall that said 'For pregnant women' or 'For mothers with little children'. Thank you Kingfisher airlines for making me feel special by serving this mommy with her baby first!
'It happens only in India'.
I was thinking of all the 'It happens only in India' and I had a few good ones this week. As we were travelling back from Mumbai to Bangalore on Monday morning, we (Suresh, Kids and I) had a few good experiences!
Well to begin with we rented an Inova (mini van) since we had lot of luggage. The driver who was a friend of my sister's dad-in-law came 4:15 am. He called me on my cellphone ' Shall I come upstairs and help you with luggage?' ---'It happens only in India'
We arrived at the airport and after check-in headed to security check. In India the lines split at this point - ladies one line --- gentlemen another line ----'It happens only in India'.
I was pleased since the ladies line was short. I sent Isaac off with dad since I could not handle both the kids. (Isaac is not a gentlemen yet ---So he can be allowed in the ladies line). However I had forgotten that Indian women -- well we carry everything with us. And the short ladies line took a very long time leading to a very fidgety Ziva. I was trying to maneuver the stroller and my gazillion bags and control Ziva. About midway through Ziva decided to wander off a little - only to be stopped by a few friendly ladies playing peekaboo with her. One of them even helped me with my stroller. 'It happens only in India'. I must say that this was 6:45 am flight and all these women looked like professionals who I am sure would have rather been at home with their family. But here they were willing to entertain my child.
As we stood for security check, the lady with the police uniform and a metal detector in her hand searched me and then moved to Ziva. She swept the metal detector over Ziva and then winked at her and pinched her cheeks before she stamped an OK on our boarding passes. 'It happens only in India'. Something about a kid in your hand makes everyone around friendly in India.
We had to take a bus from the terminal to the plane because there aren't enough runways in Mumbai. I dont know whether it was the travel to the plane or that it was 6:15 am but Suresh started complaining about how this was just too much ... blah blah .. blah. We reached the plane and realized that we had to climb up about twenty stairs. Two kids, a havasack, a laptop bag, a small carry-on and a stroller ! It seemed that we did not have enough hands for this. Right when we were discussing this
Me:' Suresh you take all the bags ... I will handle the kids and the stroller'
Suresh:'Ok'
Third person:(Whose face I do not remember now): ' Aaa .. yeh bag lekhe jao upkar -- aur yeh stroller pe tag lagao' (Translation : Take this bag up and put a tag on the stroller)
Just like that in a few seconds we were left on a runway with two kids and nothing on us. Never felt lighter. I dont know if it was the airport staff or the airline staff who helped us - but Thank you very much. 'It happens only in India'.
As the flight took off and reached cruising altitude and the flight attendants started getting about their chores of serving food. 'It happens only in India'. One of the flight attendants came to me and asked 'Mam would you like the omelet of the idli -wada'. Me: 'The omelet please'. Flight attendant looking over at Isaac: 'And what about him'. Me:' The omelet please'. She completely ignored Suresh and came back in 5 seconds with a tray of food for Isaac and me. Suresh looked over at me holding a sleeping Ziva and smiled. 'It happens only in India'. I have always wanted to get that special parking place at the mall that said 'For pregnant women' or 'For mothers with little children'. Thank you Kingfisher airlines for making me feel special by serving this mommy with her baby first!
'It happens only in India'.
Chechy, i hv gone through tat many a times..Renju used to be worried tat i was travelling without help with Dhruv and i used to keep telling him tat somebdy will help me out..Ooh hw i miss my India..in particular Bombay.
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