I was planning the trip for over five months since my
friend had invited me to Karachi, Pakistan. Finally, it was the night before I
flew to Karachi with my close friends, Miss Cool and Angel. I was so excited
that I couldn’t even sleep. I stayed awake the entire night, counting the
minutes until my flight. It was such a weird feeling for a person who goes on
holidays every other month. I could feel this holiday was going to be different
from the rest.
Little did I know that I will be running a marathon at
the airport next day. Running a bit late, I had to sprint through the crowd as
the aircraft was parked all the way at the end of the terminal. Oh God! I hope
I make it on time for boarding, I kept thinking to myself. My phone was
constantly buzzing with messages of my friends who were waiting for me on the
plane.
