And I Found My Home...
A gentle tap on my shoulder reminded me that it was my turn to collect my boarding pass. I apologised to the people standing behind me and hurriedly collected my boarding pass. I tried to smile at the lady sitting on the counter, but it seemed like she was also angry with me. I smiled inwardly. It wasn't something new. Nowadays, I seemed to be rubbing wrong foot of everyone. With negligible baggage I was roaming on the airport when the sight of a coffee shop reminded me that I was hungry. As if my brain might not have registered the urge to eat something, without wasting a single second my stomach growled. I opted for a sandwich and a coffee. There was still sometime left for my flight to take off. I looked at my phone. There was no message or missed call. I felt sad but I guess I deserved this. My heart suggested me that I should buy a book so that my mind could stop scolding me but today I was in a mood to be scolded. As if whatever I had heard in few days, curses, scolding etc