I love the unexpected. More so when it comes at a time
most needed. A series of non-serious events had me wishing for a vacation at a
time when I generally don’t take one. And then it happened!
When this sneak vacation fell into my lap, I had no
newton moment accept one defying the very gravity he figured out as that apple
fell into his! A huge ‘hurray jump’ by my spirit internally into my imaginary
With the family was split up across the globe, we
figured out our travels in all the five different directions would be worthwhile
after all. Each of us were separated by thousands of kilometres and had oceans
and nations carving this divide. Yet all had their purposes which would
eventually be enough to tell our tales.
I start with mine, beating the others to it quite
squarely. Not that the others were ever in the race and each of them would
frown wirily as they read this. I always generate this competition within us
which isn’t there in the first place for it involves doing something which I
singly do all the time, so while the others just dismiss it with a shake of
head or sometimes not even that, my son is the only one who honours such acts
of mine with a bewildered expression, a questioning twisting of his wrists and
his typical: “Mom!” in a tone which is made to sound comically exasperating! Suits
me always for I win nonetheless!!
A visit to New Zealand is always welcome, especially
since its home for that’s my yearly retreat to visit my father. Literally, no
other place to go to. Oddly, it doesn’t make me sad for I’d rather be nowhere else.
The thought of vacations and the trip itself becomes celebrated because it relaxes you as well as breaks the monotony of one’s routine life. And this starts right at the airport, continues through long haul flights and hits you squarely as you land – irrespective of whether that landing port is your final destination of not.