An interesting flight

This incident really happened. :)

Like I mentioned before on the blog, I went to india last month. So, there I was, waiting to board the flight at new york, when this really beautiful indian girl meanders into the boarding area. Like most guys would on seeing a cute girl like this, I started rubbing my eyes, and after telling myself I was behaving like a stupid teenager, went back to my novel.

The flight to paris was empty, and apparently the girl got bored or something, she suddenly came upto me and started talking. I was like: hell man, you broke up 10 months back and haven't seen anyone else afterwards, let's see if this girl is intelligent as well as good looking. At least its a good way to spend the 36 hours of the flight.

So we started talking, blah blah blah, and that later went on to flirting. This went on for some time, and then there was a six hour break at paris before going to madras.

BTW, an interesting aside... one really funny thing happened... that girl's name was malavika. I asked her if she had a nickname, and she was like, call me maal. All my friends call me that. I burst out laughing. She was like: why're you laughing? I asked her if she knew hindi. And she was like: "no, I don't... I later found out from a friend of mine after the nickname was kept what maal really meant."

So where was I? Break in paris.

It was 8 in the morning... we had breakfast together, and were hanging out at the airport. The paris airport is easily one of the best ones I've ever seen... and I've seen quite a few airports. Its got beautiful stores, and the french do everything with great class. So we went around all those nice great stores, still flirting n all.

I asked her to join me for lunch, and we had lunch, tried some great french wine... and were talking an awful lot of senti by now. Then, it was time for the flight to chennai, which was 18 more hours of talking, flirting, blah blah blah.

Just before landing at the madras airport, I was wondering if I should get her phone number. She was a nice girl, and was great fun to talk with, even though she wasn't intellectually the most intelligent girl I've seen. She found me interesting, I think... at least looking at the way she was talking.

So I asked her why she was going to madras and where she stayed n all... she points towards her ring finger, and says her marriage is on june 24th, and that's why she's going to india. She says the marriage is at so-and-so marriage hall, why don't I come?

I was thinking: Oh.. god... all this wasted effort!!! :-) And I paid those conniving french chefs for your lunch!!! Of course, I couldn't say this to her... and I was like:

WOW, that's great news.. congratulations!!! You must be all excited now, aren't you?

She was like: oh, yeah, marriage is a bit scary but I don't know, hopefully it'll work out.

Me thinking again: God, you're going to be married next month, why did you flirt with poor me?? Some kind of last attempt at flirting before getting married?

So this was how I landed in india. I really shouldn't be talking about this incident, because I made a big fool of myself. But hey, nobody knows who I am, and this story is funny.

(Actually, I've been telling my friends about this story too... we've been having a good laugh. This whole story sounds so much like a scene from hum tum)