When Cal dropped me to the airport this time, my parents got a whiff of our relationship. He came home and helped me pack. He even boarded the cab, with me, right in front of my folks. I don't know what was running in their mind, but they did not say anything at that time. I was going away for a month and it was troubling me to no end. As it turns out, this was one of the worst journeys of my life. Soon, you'll find out why. A colleague wanted me to carry some luggage, for his friend in Accra. I agreed without flinching because this person is highly respected and I enjoyed working with him. As Cal and I met him at the airport, the luggage turned out to be a big bag, larger than both my bags together. He even agreed to pay for the extra baggage. I obliged. Cal and I spent some good time together and soon it was time for me to board the flight. After a lot of hugs and kisses, I went in with with a lump in my throat. And then, the troubles began.
The extra baggage cost more than thirty five grand and my colleague had only given me five grand. I did not have that much money in my personal account and my corporate card was declined. There I was standing in the airport, with the flight authorities, waiting for the payment to go through. And I had only five minutes before I could board the flight. I looked at Cal through the glass doors with tears in my eyes. He called me and assured me that everything will be fine. I paid for the baggage till Mumbai and decided to ask my colleague for the money before I could take off to Dubai from Mumbai. I had a four hour wait there anyway. The forty five minutes on air was the worst time of my life. Somehow that instant, I decided that I did not want to travel anymore. And I wanted this to be my last journey ever, without Cal.
I reached Mumbai and my colleague was not in a position to send me the amount to take the luggage to Accra. I called Cal and started bawling. Middle of the night mind you. Around 2 am. He asked me for sometime. He tried to contact all his friends in Mumbai and soon I got a call from an unknown number. I picked up. It was guy who was Cal's friend's friend, saying that he shall come and give me the money in half an hour. I finally took a deep breath. Promptly, in about thirty minutes, he arrived. He was a stranger I had never seen before. He gave me thirty grand just like that and left. I wonder how Cal had managed to get this done. In an unknown city, at 2 am. At that instant, I fell in love with him a million times more. I called and cried my heart out. He sat awake all night talking to me until it was time for me to board the flight. I paid for the extra baggage, and finally boarded the flight and immediately dozed off peacefully. With Cal's thoughts and with a smile on my face. I knew I had made the right choice, but this incident just sealed it for me.
I arrived in Accra and got rid of that extra baggage. I called my colleague and informed him that it was done and asked him to send across the money as a cheque to Cal. He agreed. I was onsite this time to render some trainings. So I was busy all through the day. Like the previous time, Cal kept me company until I went to sleep. Even though it was past 3 am for him. Everyday we spoke on Skype and this time I had carried my web cam with me. We could see and feel the presence of each other everyday. It eased my home sickness. Now since his parents knew and my parents had a hint of our relationship, we decided to break it off to everyone we know. I informed all our friends and sent our pictures to them. The subject of the email read "He is the One!". They were shocked at first. They knew I was commitment phobic and would get bored of people very easily. They thought this relationship was one of those kinds too. Boy, were they in for a surprise!
Went we went live on Facebook and everyone from our family found out about it. They thought it was a secret, but if it were a secret, why would we put it up on Facebook? So now, we were the talk of the town even without us knowing it. Even Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez wouldn't have been spoken about so much. Somehow thirty days passed and I came back. On the return flight to Dubai, I made up my mind that this was my last travel alone. I did not want to be away from Cal any more. I bought my final set of chocolates from Dubai airport and stood at my terminal awaiting the boarding call. I was so lost in Cal's thought that I was waiting at the wrong terminal. I was so busy writing a love note for him that I did not even check the monitor ahead of me. I went on writing poem after poem and just before ten minutes to take off I realized that they had not called out yet. I rushed towards the monitor and saw that I was seven terminals away from the right one. Dubai airport is like Neverland. You can get lost very easily. I grabbed my cabin baggage and rushed looking for directions. It looked like a scene out of a movie as I arrived at the terminal just before they were about to close it. I was the last one to board and everyone looked at me like an alien from Mars! I did not care, I was getting ready to rush into the arms of the man I love.
I arrived in Bangalore and saw Cal waiting for me. I threw my luggage and pounced on him, constantly telling him that I'm never gonna leave him again. I kept my promise.