In My Perspective

This day would always be etched in our memory as an important day. That was the day we, Two of my colleagues and myself, were leaving for Iran on an overseas assignment given by our company. As directed on our tickets, we presented ourselves at the Cochin Airport , Nedumbassery, with much expectations exactly at 8.00 a.m. for the boarding formalities. After x-ray screening of our baggage, we paid the airport fee and moved to the check in counter. Mechanically we went through all the instructions at the immigration and security check, and exchanged whatever Indian Rupees we had for Dubai Dirham. A wad of Indian notes in our pockets would have raised our self-confidence level to greater heights. But strangely, these new notes gave us little confidence. We were not sure whether we got the exact value for our Indian rupee. A long waiting at the Departure lounge followed. We could see through the glass partition, flights taking off and landing, and wondered at what time...