Jet lag?? Oh!common, I didn't experience that. I just slept well last night because I was sleepy. Wanted to call my parents so desperately, my phone didn't have a Sim card nor my dad had internet. Foolish me, I had left my laptop in India too. My mind started to think, is this the feeling of being in hell. Am I depressed.? Mom, dad bigmom, sister how are you all.? I wanna see you... What would be they doing now.? Are they crying.? Are they missing me.? Did they eat properly.? What would be my girl friend doing.? So many questions coming across my mind in a split second. I needed answer desperately. How can I get one.? I was blank, totally blank. Ask me how the pain was. It was as if someone cut open my epidermis, then went through dermis and hypodermis and took my heart, dropped it on the floor and stamped it with timberland boots. Yes! It was so painful. Darkness in that room added fuel to fire. I was afraid, wait, was I? Nope, I was collapsed, wait again, was I??? No answers.. All I did was sit in a corner, thinking about those emotional heart touching scenes happened in airport and cry, cry and cry.
I was waiting similar to a homeless person waiting for someone to give him something to eat. Yes! I was so desperate. Then came my friend. Took his phone, but then comes the warning, Dude it will be 2 in midnight in India. Holy shit!!! Another waiting process...
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