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Life is… a few moments to live for, with years in between…

I am used to travel; lots of it, actually! I guess being in the profession that I am in, as a SAP and Learning Expert, and for as long as I have been in it, I should expect that… Last week was the second unscheduled week away from home and family, and I couldn’t see a company sponsored fly-back coming any time soon(first signs of recession?!). So I decided, after days of retrospection, to buy myself a weekend home… and started crawling around the familiar travel websites, looking for the cheapest option to fly back home on Friday night… this time on somebody’s recommendation, I looked at ezeego1.co.in. If you ask me, all these travel websites feel the same to me, but there was one thing about this website that I liked, that they displayed the total fare for a flight instead of telling me that a flight cost Rs.1000 only, and only when I clicked on one of the obscure links around it, I would find out that the added taxes(?!) would total up to quadruple the original cost! Seeing the total fare accelerated my selection time…

I quickly found a flight that suited my schedule and paid for it, only to be told after the transaction concluded, that “E-Ticket cannot be printed”… I called the airline and was told that they had not received payment from the travel website and as such, my booking was unconfirmed. The woman on the line politely indicated, that I might have to pay for my ticket (again?!) at the airport in case the payment was not received in the few hours before the flight… ok, long story short, Ezeego1 assured me that I would receive a confirmed e-ticket on email and I did, after which I thought it prudent to check with the airline… so I called Air-India to check, and I found a female voice on the other side who was extremely uncomfortable speaking either Hindi or English… I managed to extract the information I needed, and after an uncomfortable silence, the lady said “OK, what do you want?”, and I realized why we’re still a third world country and hung up… I thought there would have been a selection process for airline staff who need to answer calls from international travellers, maybe I was wrong, or perhaps our national carrier has set the bar too low!

Got to the airport after a 2 hour drive through Friday-night-madness-traffic in Bangalore… and had an uneventful trip home, finally arriving at my in-laws’ doorstep at 12:15 AM, to see my wife and daughter waiting for me downstairs…

Throughout my 14 month old stint as a father, I have never been away from my daughter for more than a few days, and the insecurity that I might return from a trip to see my daughter wonder, even for a second, who I was… kept me from accepting longer tours of duty…  I must admit, that the same paranoid thoughts were going through my mind when I saw her that night, but her beaming smile told me everything I needed to know… Mau was thrilled that Pa was back…

Minutes later, I saw my firstborn walk on her own, for the first time…

…and suddenly, I didn’t know why I even had second thoughts about coming back, I would never have forgiven myself for missing this. But thankfully that was not how it was meant to be, and I guess that’s what the essence of life is, a few glorious moments that make life worth living, even if there is absolute frustration and boredom surrounding those moments… I would have flown around the world twice over… hell, I would have walked all the way, if I knew I was going to watch my beautiful sunbeam take her few tentative steps into my arms on her own little two feet…

One of the worst bosses I have ever worked for… once said, “Family is everything”. He’d be glad to know that I agree…