At first we were horrified.
‘Oh No! His flight is delayed,’ we thought. And then we thought he was calling from high up in the sky! Wow!
But then both our speculations were proved wrong when we heard him saying ‘ Guess what! I’ve landed!’
What! Already? We were only just getting ready to go pick him up.
Aren’t pilots booked for speeding? We wonder!
Anyway, we hurried as best as we could and were almost there when the airport police stopped us.
‘Where are you going?’
Well, since the sign said ‘Arrivals’ and it was a one way street we couldn’t go anywhere else even if we wanted to, could we?
What a moron!
‘Do you have a licence?’
Now, we were being perfectly good citizens, minding our own business, driving on the right side of the road (which, in India, is the left, by the way) and well under speed limits. That moronic police-man had no business to stop us in the first place.
Besides, he was airport security and NOT traffic police and therefore had absolutely no authority to ask for Mummy’s licence.
‘What is wrong, officer? Why do you want to see my licence?’
‘Dogs are not allowed in the airport’
‘Don’t be ridiculous. They might be going to catch a flight, for all you know’.
‘They might create some problem in the airport’.
‘Well, it is our airport. We pay taxes so the Government can build and maintain it. We can go in and out of it as many times as we like as long as we have a valid reason.
Besides, it is our car and we pay for the gas with our own hard-earned money and we will go wherever we like in it. And you can’t just hold us up like that’.
And finally, that moronic, Dog-hating, (Drunk??) police-man moved away and let us go.
As if waiting for 4000years wasn’t enough, he had to delay us for 40 more hours!
But then, once we met Daddy, all was well again.
And life is back to normal.
Well, as normal as it can get living amidst cardboard boxes! Most of our stuff are disappearing too.
Well Mummy, we think you should learn to apparate like they do in Harry Potter’s world so we can be there in a second instead of having to drive 1650 kilometres in three days!
For now, we are trying to adjust as best as we can to this messy life. Literally!
After all, sleeping on a mattress on the ground isn’t as bad as we'd thought!