Reading Signals…?

Its time for me to get going again… I have a 6 am flight to catch… I somehow manage to sleep by midnight the previous night & wake up at 3:25 am the next morning… after sleeping for 3.5 hours… I get ready & call the Airline to check for the flight status… the flight is on time…
I leave home at 4:30 am with Pa… needless to say there was no traffic… and then at 4:45 am suddenly there’s load of it at a certain point… I say Shit… but within 10 minutes we manage to get through… I reach the Airport at 5:15 am… bang on my target… I go in & there’s completely no waiting – for the first time… next comes the check in… though there is a long queue as always, but there’s a separate one for females which is real short at this hour, so once again I manage to get through fast & smooth… at 5:15 am I am done with all formalities & ready to board…
The boarding starts at 5:20 am sharp… deposit the hand luggage in the overhead cabin, and I am all settled in by 5:35 am… the flight takes off sharp at 6 am… hasn’t happened in a long time and my memory isn’t failing me this time… so I am kinda pleasantly surprised… I am on aisle seat, with no one next to me… a chap on the window seat, who seems to be travelling for the first time… I had picked up ET from the Airport, which I start reading as soon as I settle in… and I am surprised again, as I can understand it…! The chap also happens to be a Financial Analyst n he starts up a conversation… I talk for a few moments but then sleep just takes over…
I land in Mumbai at 8:10 am… exactly as expected… by 8: 35 am I am on my way home & decide to take the Powai route… we find all signals on our way green… no stop anywhere… Powai is practically devoid of traffic, well at least compared to its own standards… so I finally reach home at 9:45 am… a every smooth ride back home…
Now if someone believed in life being about signals… the way I’d read it is… Mumbai city doesn’t want me to leave… it created problems in terms of delays on my way out of it… it showed me its caring & considerate nature to lure me back… On my way back to this city, it welcomed me with open arms… cleared all hurdles from my path… made me feel at home…
Someone can also read it as a chain of coincidences… or say that the troubles on my way out are all the more a reason for me to move out… but guess the I am reading them the way I want or hope them to sound…
Nevertheless, as soon as I was on my way home from the airport,I was suddenly hit by a sense of being an adult, of being independent & on my own… I realized that when at home with folks I get back into I-am-still-a-kid mode… of course, their endless love & affection just reaffirms the same…
I guess I like being on my own… but as is said, excess of everything is bad… so I am looking for the perfect balance…