I normally am up by 4 am irrespective of what time I go to bed. And when I know I have to drop the wife to the airport in the morning some kind of Early Warning System kicks in and wakes me up even earlier. That’s exactly what happened this morning. So I woke up at 3. 45 am but seeing the wife blissfully sleeping, decided that I was being over enthusiastic and went back to bed, ostensibly for an extra hour.

So I snuggled into bed and woke up at 6. And that was the time I was supposed to be leaving for the airport.

So a mad rush followed, complicated by small complications like the fact that the wife had misplaced her spectacles (found in her car under the seat, check) and that the daughter had to be woken up too since I needed an escort on the way back from Shamshabad.

Then, a few minutes after dropping her to the airport I got a call from the wife informing me that her Mumbai-Pune flight had been cancelled. I offered her the use of my regular driver in Mumbai to drop her to Pune and agreed to wait for her callback after her office tried out other solutions.

While waiting, I thought it may be a good time to chat up with my older daughter who I hadn’t spoken to in a couple of days and found that she too was asleep. At 7.30 in the morning???

I disconnected the phone and put it in its pouch near the gear shift and was taken aback.

The mobile was charging.

The only problem was that it was not connected to a charger. In fact it was not connected to anything at all. Also the blue tooth feature was off. So how the hell was the phone charging with great intensity and how were the bars jumping and dancing?

I decided that I needed to go back to bed, even for a short while. Hopefully things would fall in line by the time I woke up…let’s say half an hour from now!

Flash News: The wife just called and confirmed that alternate flight arrangements had been made for the Mumbai-Pune sector. See…..things ARE falling in line already!