“Don’t travel on a Tuesday, son; it is inauspicious!” Sam wished he had listened to his father, instead of retorting sarcastically, “World doesn’t come to a standstill Tuesdays, Appa.”
“But for this big bag, train would have been cheaper and faster,” Stuck in traffic, Sam wondered, “jam happens everyday.”
A serpentine queue of holiday travellers welcomed Sam. Airport security singled Sam out for a search. His plea for speed fell in deaf ears “you should report early.”
At the ticket counter, the airline clerk declared,
“Sir you are overweight; pay for excess weight or you remove some items and put in your hand luggage,”
“My bag is sealed and x-rayed”
“Go stand in queue, get it x-rayed and sealed again or pay extra money.”
“You know this is fleecing,” muttered Sam angrily.
“Hurry up, man! we don’t have all day.” Shouted an irate passenger as Sam tried unsuccessfully to locate his wallet. Fortunately he had some loose cash handy.
The airline clerk smiled sweetly, while handing him his boarding pass,
“Have a nice holiday, sir”
“Really an inauspicious day!” thought Sam of his father’s prophesy, “still to clear security and board the plane; god knows what is in store.”
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