I can still remember my horrible story.Last december(1 yr ago),I was travelling to India ,everything was fine till Paris,at the Air India counter in Paris those guys were telling me that there is no flight like that and it doesnt exist and my ticket was wrong(it was actually and Air India flight operated by Air France)they asked me to wait aside,then after 1 hour I heard an announcement which was going the last call for my flight,then I got pissed and told those guys to listen to the announcement,those guys were shocked and they asked me to wait for 1 day in Paris because the flight was leaving.Luckly there was another Air India flight leaving 1hr after that,then I asked them to place me on that flight.I had to raise my voice couple of times but finally I was placed on that flight.
Then after getting on the flight I realized that it was bloody stinking
,then I had to sit beside a hot girl and a gujarati lady w/ her 2 yr grand daughter who doesnt know a bit of english.My seat was placed right infront of the damn big screen TV.I didnt have any head phones to see the TV because they wernt available.The baby kept on crying and crying.Then this gujju lady made a bed infront of my legs for her grand daughter,if I move my legs,i will kick the daughter,so I had to keep my legs in 1 position for 5 hours.I remember seeing Hulk and Tomb Raider 2 with the subtitles.And finally to top it of I had to write the immigration forms for the entire row.The guju lady didnt know english and she gave me their passports to fill it up and even the hot girl didnt know how to write her form so I had to help.It would be better if they atleast knew hindi.That girl on my right had a GRE book on her,I was doing GRE problems for 2 ******** hrs.I didnt even eat once on the plane,there wasnt any ****ing place to eat,there were bags which prevented me from eating.
Atleast my immigration was quicker,I didnt wait,I just ran from the plane the moment it landed.
It was my worst flight ever.It was 9 hours of hell for me.
Then while coming back to the states,those guys at Air F**KING India overbooked the flight,so they made up some story and told me that my ticket was for the next day and not that day.Then I called up my dad and told him that,he came inside and shouted at the entire AI guys,then we had to tell my uncles name and finally they gave me the boarding pass.Then again there was a crying child right next to me.
The return journey wasnt that bad but I took a vow that day to never fly on AFI again.
....and how can i forget...BABIES WHO CRY....oh god!!!!
I asked the steward for a glass of water and it took him a whole minute to take it from his tray to put on my tray and he almost spilled it. After that, I didnt ask for anything till I reached New York.
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..u can keep a price of 35-40rs as in when u start n then u can alwayz increase it later on.. 
