How I Reunited with My AirPods and Learned a Lesson in Airport-Security-Induced Panic
Picture this : just reached the airport in Delhi, full of excitement because this wasn’t just any trip. I was heading home. Home, where my parents, brothers, niece, nephews, and even a brand-new baby niece ( 7 days old) were waiting. Home for a Diwali celebration!! After months apart, I could practically hear the laughter, the family chatter, and feel those hugs. I was that person at the airport, strolling in like I was about to win a reunion lottery. And, of course, in the middle of my can’t-wait-to-see-everyone daydream, I forgot one tiny detail. Thirty minutes after I got out of my cab, standing confidently in the post-security zone, it hit me: my AirPods, my trusty travel buddies, were still having a grand old time in the backseat of the cab. They, apparently, weren’t as ready for a family reunion as I was. Panic struck. I fumbled with the app to get customer support, bracing myself for the your call is very important to us jazz, while my brain went into overdrive. After what fel...