landing

From the plane window I see the Delhi moon
I mean, the moon over Delhi
It's the same one everywhere
But my heart leaps into my throat.
And when the pilot announces his regrets -
Due to traffic we will be in a holding pattern
for 25 minutes or more. 
I take five deep breaths.
My parents are waiting for me down there
My presents for them sitting in the belly of the plane.
I am impatient but scared too.
The moon hasn't changed but Delhi definitely woul dhave.
My friends, my family, even me - it's been
eight months. We've all changed.