A place I call home.
HELLO HYDERABAD. My first ever flight to Hyderbad was a nightmare. I had a terrible anxiety attack and broke down, on that plane. It was a midnight flight, so luckily the lights went out, at least for a while. Within seconds the tears came rolling down and i couldn’t stop it. I didn’t know anyone. New job, new place, and I wound up there, all alone. It was minutes later that the lights came back on, and the flight attendant came up to me and asked me if I was ok, and if I needed anything. She insisted on a cup of tea, and I cannot be more grateful. That hot cup of tea, sure did some good. I managed to hold a breath and stopped sobbing. The tea felt more refreshing than ever and I started to feel my body calm down. As my flight landed, I said goodbye to the attendant with the broadest smile and wet eyes. She hugged me and said goodbye. I thought to myself, this could’ve been worst. As I got my baggage and left to go to my hotel, I happened to gaze...