Finally & Firstly - 2

19.11.2005 in BackTrace

The rain clouds were happily wetting the land. I saw the aircraft as I neared to it. “Shucks!”, I said it to myself. My inner self jumped in Joy. The Airhostess greeted me with a smile and showed my way to the seat. I got reminded of a horse whenever I saw her then. The seat wasn’t comfortable. I wondered how an Airbus can have such a seating. One of the co-pilots was a Woman. Hoh, from raising a family to riding a flight, I was pleased with their omnipresence. I stayed calm, counting the moments for take-off.

The announcements about the Take-Off came in Hindhi and English. I latched my seat belt and peeped through the window. The craft snailed to the runway and took its position. The wings along with the air propellers had to prove it again - the Bernoulli’s principle. The noise of the engine filled the cabin. I kept looking the outside for relative motion. The aircraft rolled in a jerky fashion with utmost speed. It was not worser than riding a bullock cart with a car’s engine on Bangalore roads. The jerk and the noise fadded in a brief. Damn! it was flying.

The flight propelled seeking the sky. I was headed towards Mumbai. From the top, Bangalore did not appear to be Green at all. Google Earth also confirmed this. The machine tore apart those grey clouds and then the cotton clouds. It kept climbing for quite sometime. There were occasional jerks in this time. I moved my head out of the window.

Seeing me uneasy on my seat, the lady near me pointed me to a button. I pressed and the seat leaned backwards. Aahhaa! I thanked the lady - she’s proactive. I informed her that It was my 1st time to be on Air. She was surprised to hear that. I got surprised to see her in surprise. India isn’t the land of Business and Priviledged classes. On further conversation, learnt that the female is a head hunder of a consulting firm dealing in SAP business. This high-healed, nasal speaking, regularly gaging, middle aged hen is a Mumbaikar but settled in Bangalore. Flys frequently and enjoying the Airline lunch - leading that kinda life.

The carrier had reached a considerable altitude and now flying smooth. The cabin crew plunged into action and served lunch. Nothing to boast about the food. The horse came and went. I felt a bit drowsy but complelled to look outside. It had been dark since I saw earlier. I could feel the fight descending. I prepared myself for the landing. After a bullock cart like ride, it came to a grounding halt.