Maariatha meets Hayawata

18 long days have passed since i promised by faithful fans a blog a day. Well..living up to my words is not one of my strong points, so i am excused..

Actually wanted to post a blog titled The travails of a wayfaring peripatetic, but found the title too flat to convey what i have been going through in the land of liberty(ahem!)

The flight journeys, per se, arent even worth the mention... The flight out of bangalore was most depressing... with nobody to send me off on my maiden flight...Imagine getting your avain cherry popped with no onlookers... a most scary thought, i must say..

If bangalore was depressing, madras was distressing, with a million relatives pouring out of swaraj mazdas and battered tempos lined up ad infinitum, startling the airport authorities out of their customs-fattened tummies, so much so that i am sure a few of them would have even thought if rajinikanth is getting married to catherine zeta jones in madras airport.

All i wanted to do was to get the hell out of the place, which i eventually managed to, after spending half my life's savings on buying coffee...

Was messaging and talking on my cell till the flight attendant patiently explained the perils of how uncomfortable it might turn out if the EM radiation from my teeny-weeny cell phone(Samsung C100) can make the boeing 747 to come down in smoulders, somewhere between gooduvancheri and constantinople... not to be outdone, i made sure he served me red wine everytime he came within 80 metres of my seat.

To all those people who think that take-off is very romantic, here is what i have to say... Take-off has as much sex appeal as your grandfather's unwashed trunks... the take-off was not very different from a KSRTC bus from bangalore to madras, only a bit faster.. Even the person sitting next to you was just the same, pushing you aside and trying to peep out of the window...

The second leg of the flight from frankfurt to san francisco was a bit more interesting... there were a group of school girls sitting behind me, returning to US after a soccer tournament discussing their steamy last night in europe...

more on maariatha's travails in the subsequent days... keep reading...

P.S: btw, the publicity campaign has worked out... look here.