Madman

This is one of those live from the crime scene reports…well…sort of….Here I am in the rapidly developing Mumbai International Airport…and by “rapidly” I mean the sweet sound of drill machines and hammers forming an intolerable symphony…if that doesn’t tinkle ur adventure senses…there’s the 2 mile adventure called “the migration counter”…some retarded architect in the optimum prime of his retardedness decided to warm-up the passengers for the jolly ride ahead with a brisk walk from one end of the airport to the other end of the airport.

And what those countless security queues and endless check-in counters don’t prepare you for, are those miles of live wires dangling precariously over your head like serpents in the enchanted forests…the only difference being their lethal bite is poisonous…it’s electric….

What bamboozles me most is the fact that in today’s “Super Secure Airline Travel” how is it that the hub and epicentre of air travel is also the headquarter for unseen chaos and appalling organisation…