"Ladies & Gentlemen....welcome to the Indira Gandhi International airport Delhi.....the outside temperature is 3 degrees Celsius.......We wish you a wonderful stay.....We look forward to serving you again......" the flight attendant's voice is quite a jarr, as the aircraft lumbers slowly on the tarmac & comes to a halt.
Early morning flights are always a toll on the sleep.....The groggy eyes struggle to open, as seat belts click open all around.....there seems to be a commotion of everyone trying to collect their belongings & queue to move out in a hurry.
Almost reluctantly I get up & remove the laptop from the overhead locker, wading into the crowd. The outside chill slaps on the face as I step out & I pull the coat closer, trying to beat the cold breeze.....its biting cold. Delhi has been witnessing a cold wave for the past few days, & today seems to be the coldest. I was not prepared for this.
After collecting the luggage from the conveyer belt, I head to the cafetaria.....the smell of steaming coffee along with a hot pattice is pulsating & energising. Quickly knotting the tie I get into the waiting cab....time to proceed for the meetings. Its going to be a long day ahead.
The mind is caught up in so many thoughts.....bombarding relentlessly.....
Work has been rather tedious & difficult over the last few weeks.....Team mates have been poor performers on one pretext or the other........results have been slow & clients more than demanding. Its been nerve jangling & mood sapping, to say the least. At a time when the economy is booming, such a stutter becomes very frustrating to manage.
Hard decisions taken at office.......two colleagues had to be shown the door. Heart wrenching, but necessary.
The day is full of extended meetings, leaving almost no time for lunch......occasional coffee keeps fighting the outside cold, as the body & the mind aches for rest.
By the time I wrap up the day's schedule, its already time to rush back to the airport. The return flight is delayed, & the food available is just lousy, adding to the agony. By the time I land in Mumbai, its going to be past 2.00am.
Need a break......plssssss
Early morning flights are always a toll on the sleep.....The groggy eyes struggle to open, as seat belts click open all around.....there seems to be a commotion of everyone trying to collect their belongings & queue to move out in a hurry.
Almost reluctantly I get up & remove the laptop from the overhead locker, wading into the crowd. The outside chill slaps on the face as I step out & I pull the coat closer, trying to beat the cold breeze.....its biting cold. Delhi has been witnessing a cold wave for the past few days, & today seems to be the coldest. I was not prepared for this.
After collecting the luggage from the conveyer belt, I head to the cafetaria.....the smell of steaming coffee along with a hot pattice is pulsating & energising. Quickly knotting the tie I get into the waiting cab....time to proceed for the meetings. Its going to be a long day ahead.
The mind is caught up in so many thoughts.....bombarding relentlessly.....
Work has been rather tedious & difficult over the last few weeks.....Team mates have been poor performers on one pretext or the other........results have been slow & clients more than demanding. Its been nerve jangling & mood sapping, to say the least. At a time when the economy is booming, such a stutter becomes very frustrating to manage.
Hard decisions taken at office.......two colleagues had to be shown the door. Heart wrenching, but necessary.
The day is full of extended meetings, leaving almost no time for lunch......occasional coffee keeps fighting the outside cold, as the body & the mind aches for rest.
By the time I wrap up the day's schedule, its already time to rush back to the airport. The return flight is delayed, & the food available is just lousy, adding to the agony. By the time I land in Mumbai, its going to be past 2.00am.
Need a break......plssssss
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