How an Indian-American Family taught me a Lesson for Life.
<p>I was at the Dubai airport last night, sitting in the waiting area after checking into the terminal for my next flight to Orlando. I made a few calls home and as soon as I cut the last call, I saw an old lady (late 70s)(<em>lets call her granny</em>) trying to ask me if I spoke her language. Luckily, I knew Telugu and since she didn’t know any other language, she asked me if I could help her board the flight and I agreed to help. We boarded the flight, and I made sure she sat well and kept asking her if she was comfortable every now and then, since it was a 19 hour long flight. Once we reached Orlando, I was her translator through out the immigration process and we both came out of the airport where her daughter(<em>aunty</em>) was waiting for her.</p>
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