Notes for the flight
Window seat, left side, so you see the city lights on the way in. Skip the pasta. Text me from the layover, even if it's 4 am here. Especially if it's 4 am here.
— your ground crew
Toronto to Bengaluru, one way. Tear the stub to check in.
Cleared for boarding
Twenty hours, one layover, two meals you won't finish and one very long movie, you. Then arrivals, and me behind the barrier pretending I didn't run. I'm bringing filter coffee.
Hold the stub and pull it off to check in
Missing you from
It's 11 pm for you and 9:30 am for me, you. Same moon though.
Your afternoon chai is my midnight. We overlap from 7 to 10 pm yours, and I live for those three hours.
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Me, in Bengaluru
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You, in Toronto
Tear your pass at the top to check in
A real conversation. Breakfast on one side, dinner on the other.
good morning ☀️ did you sleep
it's 5:32 pm here. I've been awake for eleven hours
ok but did you eat
masala dosa. you?
cereal. so we're basically having a meal together
same table. it's just 12,000 km long
Eleven days in July. I still have the luggage tag.
Window seat, left side, so you see the city lights on the way in. Skip the pasta. Text me from the layover, even if it's 4 am here. Especially if it's 4 am here.
— your ground crew
Wheels down at 3:45 am, my time. I'll be there by three.
Gate opens once you check in