The great Indian flying experience

Thirty-five minutes remaining —I have never missed a flight in my life.

- Abhishek Asthana

The only bearable part about flying is when you are 35,000 feet in the air, casually sipping something. Everything before and after that is miserable.

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I inherited the traits of my father — a duty-bound man, who sits in the porch waiting, with well-oiled, neatly-parted hair, a perfumed handkerchief in his trouser’s pocket, wearing polished leather shoes, with all luggage packed two to three business days before the travel date.I am usually on time, but today’s different. I have just managed to reach T2 in Delhi — an airport that doesn’t deserve a whole integer for its name. It could have been a T-1.5 or something. It’s just a food-court with an attached runway. It always feels like it's evacuating citizens in an emergency.