India, Sept. 25 -- I love airports. In fact, airports may just be my favourite places to spend time, except for the odd terminal that makes me question my life choices. The smaller the airport, the more I enjoy it. The bigger the airport, the more excited I get. I am that person who will happily choose a flight with a long layover, especially when travelling solo. Give me a few hours at Delhi T1, T2 or T3, and I am perfectly happy.

I have even reached Delhi airport at night, spent a few quiet hours there and taken an early morning flight back home to Bhopal. If airports ever started charging entry tickets, I would probably still visit once a month. But there is one thing that can make even an airport lover slightly nervous. Changing term...