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Airport


Airport Sitting in the lounge I am waiting for my flight It's delayed thrice I wonder will it be delayed further I can see some happy faces they are going home Some look excited may be they are joining new jobs There are worried faces too who are traveling because of emergency Few bored faces who never wished to make this journey In the next hour or so they will all board their flights There is very little chance I could meet any of them again The airport is a complete world in itself People come sit in the waiting lounge and board the flight They travel to different destinations for own reasons People come and go but airport remains in its place Welcoming all with open arms helping to reach their destinations
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