Flights have this tendency to get delayed. This delay is often conspiratorially proportional to your urgency – the bigger the urgency, the more the delay.
My previous episode of a delayed flight timed itself such that at every stage of progress towards home, there was a postponement that kept telling me, “You should’ve just taken a train to Delhi”. Now I’m all set to rush to Bombay for a meeting on Thursday evening and I say, “Ok. Let’s not rush this one, and I’ll reach Bombay on Wednesday night”. But delay jumped out from behind the corner at a time when the flight was just about to take off. We moved from the bay to the runway and a while after waiting to take off, we find ourselves heading back to bay. A few minutes later, the ground staff is seen flashing lights at the wing of the airplane. And the stewardess announces,”Kingfisher regrets the delay caused. One of the passengers has spotted birds in the wing of the airplane and we had to head back to bay”.
I guess it doesn’t matter what airlines you take. Last time it was Indigo and this time it was Kingfisher. It’s just luck that determines how late you’re going to get. Maybe there’s some karmic understanding between the urgency and the delay which translates itself into flight schedules. Who knows!
But at least this delay was for a good cause. And the birds flew happily ever after.
