"hey dude, see you in two weeks. In Mumbai." That was from Shri as he walked out of the office. No fanfare. No waving crowds. No farewell, happy marriage lunch or cake. Just another ordinary Monday. Except Shri was off to India for his wedding to Niyati. And I was sitting in my hovel, working, stood up, gave him a hug, and said, "yeah, I'll see you in Mumbai in a few weeks. No worries."
Now that was WEIRD. Just another day in the life... So I guess I'll be seeing Shri and Nitayi in two weeks, 9,700 miles and 22 hours flying time later. Just counting the tic-tocks. It's only India, sheesh, I'll only be there for 7.5 weeks. Yet it's India. Say it: "India." This is the most awesome rush, the waiting.
When I arrive this is the pile-O-shit I hope to not be muling around. Half the clothes, double the money. Except for the underwear... Cheerios.
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