Leaving on a (Jet?) Plane

Tomorrow at this time, I will be boarding the plane en route to dear old Bombay. And the day after tomorrow, at this time, I will be looking at my first sunrise in Mumbai after twenty-three months or so, and then, soon after, I will be listening to chants and smelling ghee over fire as 'my big brother', the eldest cousin on my mother's side glides into the 'holy state of matrimony'.

All this is assuming, of course, that the flight takes off on time and lands on time. Like clockwork. Might not happen. The prime problem with taking off on time is the HUGE snowstorm Chicago is buried under, today. And the prime problem with landing on time can be simply summed up in the words, I'm flying AIR INDIA. Remember IST = Indian Stretchable Time??? As I told Mom once, I know Air India claims to fly on time 93% of the time (that's from reading all the Maharaja ads around the Air India building in Bombay), but I've just never met anyone who was on that 93% of their flights.

But, all said and done, I'M GOING HOME!!!!!!!! Yes, that was All Caps, but who cares?! I'm going HOME!!!

Wish me luck with the transit!