My virgin flight
And I entred through gate .. The guy over the counter redirected me to backage counter. I felt the same way what Allice might have felt while going down into rabbit hole. The smart guy figured out that I am new to all this as I started blaberring and talking to myself. He called someone to escort me to the borading place. I was asked to sit and wait for security check. I took out the novel and was pretending that I was reading it but I could only think of the tears in my mom's eyes and the hug i gave to dad. The only news I saw on TV in the morning was yesterday's Air Sahara flight to Delhi was landed at Lucknow due to bad weather and passengers were left at Airport for more than 12 hours.. how I hated it and was cursing myself for not having plan B :( Thanks to that good looking Delhi girl who diverted my mind from these useless worries.
I was taken to airplane by a bus. As soon as I got down, called up parents and told them that I was about to start my journey. The smile of Air hostess made me forget everything for a moment. She showed me the way. Went and sat. After few minutes, out of those two bitsian girls, the uglier one came to me and asked ,"23-A. You are sitting at my sit". Me, " is that 23-A or 23-C?". She, "23-A" and she explained how it is numbered. The second person who knew that I was flying for the first time.
I was sitting next to her leaving one sit between. We never spoke after that. After couple of minutes one Aunty came and asked me go n sit somewhere else. I was thrown between two men. Young Delhi guy and Old Lucknow man. And I fastened my sit belts ..
I could see the wing of plane from window. It was not window sit. The old man was sitting there. And the plane started. It was getting faster and faster. And I was getting excited. Air Sahara, Whose first plane that took off never landed .. crashed in Air. I was holding my breath and felt like plane had just lost the contact with earth and I could feel the thrust. I was going up in the sky. I could feel the force against gravity. The engine's moaning. Felt what is getting high. The plane gave me what Vodaka could not. I was up in the sky.
The only thing I enjoyed in flight was food. It was far far better than what we get in "Sachkhand Express". My first struggle with plastic fork and knife. I asked for tea. It was black. Air hostess asked me if i need creamer. I did not know what it was. I did not know if I said No but she gave me strange look and left. The third person to know that I am flying for the first time. I dont know what to do with this tea. I looked in my plate I found out something similar to creamer. thought I can mix it with it and drink. The first sip made my face give the ugliest expression. The young Delhi looked at me. He was fourth to know.
I looked outside. It was beautiful. The small houses, rivers and mountains. I felt lucky. After some time we were approaching some city. I was wondering if its Delhi or Lucknow. And the plane started landing and plane touched the earth after 2 hours and 10 minutes.
I was taken to airplane by a bus. As soon as I got down, called up parents and told them that I was about to start my journey. The smile of Air hostess made me forget everything for a moment. She showed me the way. Went and sat. After few minutes, out of those two bitsian girls, the uglier one came to me and asked ,"23-A. You are sitting at my sit". Me, " is that 23-A or 23-C?". She, "23-A" and she explained how it is numbered. The second person who knew that I was flying for the first time.
I was sitting next to her leaving one sit between. We never spoke after that. After couple of minutes one Aunty came and asked me go n sit somewhere else. I was thrown between two men. Young Delhi guy and Old Lucknow man. And I fastened my sit belts ..
I could see the wing of plane from window. It was not window sit. The old man was sitting there. And the plane started. It was getting faster and faster. And I was getting excited. Air Sahara, Whose first plane that took off never landed .. crashed in Air. I was holding my breath and felt like plane had just lost the contact with earth and I could feel the thrust. I was going up in the sky. I could feel the force against gravity. The engine's moaning. Felt what is getting high. The plane gave me what Vodaka could not. I was up in the sky.
The only thing I enjoyed in flight was food. It was far far better than what we get in "Sachkhand Express". My first struggle with plastic fork and knife. I asked for tea. It was black. Air hostess asked me if i need creamer. I did not know what it was. I did not know if I said No but she gave me strange look and left. The third person to know that I am flying for the first time. I dont know what to do with this tea. I looked in my plate I found out something similar to creamer. thought I can mix it with it and drink. The first sip made my face give the ugliest expression. The young Delhi looked at me. He was fourth to know.
I looked outside. It was beautiful. The small houses, rivers and mountains. I felt lucky. After some time we were approaching some city. I was wondering if its Delhi or Lucknow. And the plane started landing and plane touched the earth after 2 hours and 10 minutes.
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