45: 25: 15 πŸ˜‘πŸ˜‘

I tried my level best but the customer executive told there was nothing he can do. I was drained emotionally and physically. The prices for the next day flight did nothing other than dampening my already exhausted energy reserves. At that moment I got another chance and I decided to grab it with all the ounce of energy left in my body.

5:30 PM:

Time was ticking by and so was the excitement and nervousness inside me. I was in Mumbai for a presentation and it was delayed substantially. While they blamed Mumbai traffic I never had a iota of an idea that I will carrying the Karma on behalf of Mumbai traffic. When my turn came it was 5:30 PM and my flight was from the International airport at 6:25 PM. I was afraid I will forget my lines. But thanks to Toastmaters exposure I was able to maintain my composure even in the testing conditions. Finally I came out at 5:35 and I had just 50 minutes to go. Technically I started when the boarding gates were about to close.

5:45 PM

I ran out and boarded the auto. I managed to understand the situation to the auto driver in my broken Hindi and the sarcastic look he give me when I told him my flight was at 6:30 made me feel like a over cooked Pasta. The Mumbai traffic was kind to me and I managed to reach the 2 KM distance in 10 minutes. I paid the driver a hefty tip. I had to cover quite a distance to the second floor departure bay as the autos usually drop us at the ground floor. I ran like a man possessed and finally managed to enter the gates at 5:55 PM. The self. Check in machine literally spit on my face and I had to rush to the customer care executive hoping for a miracle to happen.

6:00 PM

I gave it my best shot and used all my acting and speaking skills trying to persuade, cajole and even plead him. He said there was nothing he could do and for the first time I was looking at missing a flight. I felt even more hurt as I take pride in arriving with atleast an hour to spare. What can I say family habit πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ As I was dejected and slowly started my way back to entrance I hung my head in shame like a Cricket batsman going back after hitting a golden duck.

At that moment like a batsman being saved by a no ball signal I was called by the customer care executive. He said sir I will help you but you have to reach gate number 47 in 10 minutes Max. Anyone who has visited the chatrapathi Shivaji international Airport will understand my plight. What he asked me to do is the equivalent of jogging around Eden Gardens Twice in Ten minutes. But that iota of feeling that I can board flight and reach home made me feel like Amarendra Bahubali and I managed to made a dad for it by mustering all the ounce of energy left in my body.

The only plus was I was carrying only a laptop bag. If the sight of me running not enough the sight of me running in a suit must have enthralled people even more. But ignorant of that I ran and reached the security check queue.

6:03 PM:

I managed to explain the situation and got my check done soon. I managed to do a choke slam on my coat and put it inside my back. I was already drained and I had just reached the Starbucks counter. It is said Fortune favours the brave. True to that I saw a electric car coming and jumped on to it. There was no horn and I assisted the driver in requesting the people to make way. Finally I landed in front of Gate 47 and they were still open. As I walked in I felt like a totally drained yet like a warrior gallantly striding my way in πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ I quickly updated my family as I had last dropped them a text that I missed my flight.

I was drained yet I was satisfied. I was Happy that I maintained my composure even in the demanding and tiring circumstances. I was reminded again of the Toastmasters. Scenarios put us continuously out of our comfort zone and help us uncover lot of additional dimensions to our Arsenal that help us cope up with challenges in our daily life. I was glad that I passed this litmus test successfully. One more day One more challenge, Life goes on. I was only reminded of this stupendous track from Zootopia:

Look how far you’ve come

You filled your heart with love

Baby you’ve done enough that cut your breath

Don’t beat yourself up

Don’t need to run so fast

Sometimes we come last but we did our best

I won’t give up, no I won’t give in

Till I reach the end

And then I’ll start again

Though I’m on the lead

I wanna try everything

I wanna try even though I could fail

I won’t give up, no I won’t give in

Till I reach the end

And then I’ll start again

No I won’t leave

I wanna try everything

I wanna try even though I could fail

I’ll keep on making those new mistakes

I’ll keep on making them every day

Those new mistakes

Oh oh, try everything

P. S: If you are wondering what the title means it refers to the time in minutes left when I was at office, inside airport and boarded flight πŸ˜†πŸ˜†

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Published by: rangathecreator

I am a common man with the power to communicate. I am ardent reader of books, a Technophile. a public speaker and last but not least movie buff. I have also been a passionate toastmaster for the past 5 years and have attained the highest level of DTM. When I get time I also review movies and books constructively on my Fb page "RangaReviews". I have created this page to share my thoughts on topics that interest me and I believe will benefit others too. I am of the strong opinion that communication is a two way process and it has to happen between the communicator & receiver as well. Feel free to drop in your suggestions and thanks for spending your valuable time to read my posts.

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    1. Problems solved boldly n wisely. Felt like was in Eden gardens watching the last over of T20 match and in theatre watching Bahubali. Narration wt suspense. Excellet

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    Posted on September 4, 2018
    45: 25: 15 πŸ˜‘πŸ˜‘
    I tried my level best but the customer executive told there was nothing he can do. I was drained emotionally and physically. The prices for the next day flight did nothing other than dampening my already exhausted energy reserves. At that moment I got another chance and I decided to grab it with all the ounce of energy left in my body.
    5:30 PM:
    Time was ticking by and so was the excitement and nervousness inside me. I was in Mumbai for a presentation and it was delayed substantially. While they blamed Mumbai traffic I never had a iota of an idea that I will carrying the Karma on behalf of Mumbai traffic. When my turn came it was 5:30 PM and my flight was from the International airport at 6:25 PM. I was afraid I will forget my lines. But thanks to Toastmaters exposure I was able to maintain my composure even in the testing conditions. Finally I came out at 5:35 and I had just 50 minutes to go. Technically I started when the boarding gates were about to close.
    5:45 PM
    I ran out and boarded the auto. I managed to understand the situation to the auto driver in my broken Hindi and the sarcastic look he give me when I told him my flight was at 6:30 made me feel like a over cooked Pasta. The Mumbai traffic was kind to me and I managed to reach the 2 KM distance in 10 minutes. I paid the driver a hefty tip. I had to cover quite a distance to the second floor departure bay as the autos usually drop us at the ground floor. I ran like a man possessed and finally managed to enter the gates at 5:55 PM. The self. Check in machine literally spit on my face and I had to rush to the customer care executive hoping for a miracle to happen.
    6:00 PM
    I gave it my best shot and used all my acting and speaking skills trying to persuade, cajole and even plead him. He said there was nothing he could do and for the first time I was looking at missing a flight. I felt even more hurt as I take pride in arriving with atleast an hour to spare. What can I say family habit πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ As I was dejected and slowly started my way back to entrance I hung my head in shame like a Cricket batsman going back after hitting a golden duck.
    At that moment like a batsman being saved by a no ball signal I was called by the customer care executive. He said sir I will help you but you have to reach gate number 47 in 10 minutes Max. Anyone who has visited the chatrapathi Shivaji international Airport will understand my plight. What he asked me to do is the equivalent of jogging around Eden Gardens Twice in Ten minutes. But that iota of feeling that I can board flight and reach home made me feel like Amarendra Bahubali and I managed to made a dad for it by mustering all the ounce of energy left in my body.
    The only plus was I was carrying only a laptop bag. If the sight of me running not enough the sight of me running in a suit must have enthralled people even more. But ignorant of that I ran and reached the security check queue.
    6:03 PM:
    I managed to explain the situation and got my check done soon. I managed to do a choke slam on my coat and put it inside my back. I was already drained and I had just reached the Starbucks counter. It is said Fortune favours the brave. True to that I saw a electric car coming and jumped on to it. There was no horn and I assisted the driver in requesting the people to make way. Finally I landed in front of Gate 47 and they were still open. As I walked in I felt like a totally drained yet like a warrior gallantly striding my way in πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ I quickly updated my family as I had last dropped them a text that I missed my flight.
    I was drained yet I was satisfied. I was Happy that I maintained my composure even in the demanding and tiring circumstances. I was reminded again of the Toastmasters. Scenarios put us continuously out of our comfort zone and help us uncover lot of additional dimensions to our Arsenal that help us cope up with challenges in our daily life. I was glad that I passed this litmus test successfully. One more day One more challenge, Life goes on. I was only reminded of this stupendous track from Zootopia:
    Look how far you’ve come
    You filled your heart with love
    Baby you’ve done enough that cut your breath
    Don’t beat yourself up
    Don’t need to run so fast
    Sometimes we come last but we did our best
    I won’t give up, no I won’t give in
    Till I reach the end
    And then I’ll start again
    Though I’m on the lead
    I wanna try everything
    I wanna try even though I could fail
    I won’t give up, no I won’t give in
    Till I reach the end
    And then I’ll start again
    No I won’t leave
    I wanna try everything
    I wanna try even though I could fail
    I’ll keep on making those new mistakes
    I’ll keep on making them every day
    Those new mistakes
    Oh oh, try everything
    P. S: If you are wondering what the title means it refers to the time in minutes left when I was at office, inside airport and boarded flight πŸ˜†πŸ˜†
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    I am a common man with the power to communicate. I am ardent reader of books, a Technophile. a public speaker and last but not least movie buff. I have also been a passionate toastmaster for the past 5 years and have attained the highest level of DTM. When I get time I also review movies and books constructively on my Fb page “RangaReviews”. I have created this page to share my thoughts on topics that interest me and I believe will benefit others too. I am of the strong opinion that communication is a two way process and it has to happen between the communicator & receiver as well. Feel free to drop in your suggestions and thanks for spending your valuable time to read my posts. View all posts by rangathecreator
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    Bhuvana perima says:
    September 5, 2018 at 1:40 am
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    Very nice way you have narratted the situation with appropriate photos. Excellent ranga. Really we are proud of you.keep it up
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