Pehli flight ke co passengers
Pehli flight ke co passengers
" Oh God please no" holding my seat belts tightly .. I murmured to myself as the plane shivered like a frail bird in strong turbulence ..and tried my best to look externally calm and not let the chaos inside me spill out ... Though failing miserably at that..
On board my first flight ever from Delhi to Boston via London in Feb of 2000.. I was on a nerve wrecking experience ..pulled out a piece of paper and started reciting the dua thrusted by mommy dearest in my pocket..to recite if things got rough in the flight.. And things were getting indeed rough ( literally π).
..I started softly whispering the Dua .. And then I heard a similar soft sound coming from immediate next door..wait but language sounded different.. I looked up to find an old Indian lady next to me chanting Hanuman Chalisa under her breath.. We both exchanged glances.. Glances of shared fear and apprehension.. The plane shook vigorously just then again and then the old lady to my utter surprise and embarrassment grabbed my hand tightly..though a bit awkward at first.. I stiffened a bit in beginning but then I relaxed slowly.. A shared human touch of comradeship and consolation maybe somewhere started soothing my nerves ... we held hands together for quite sometime .. Chanting our hanuman Chalisa and Dua together.. Under one breath .. Hand in hand..and to my utter surprise actually started feeling a little better..
Just then we heard an exasperated " Stop it the two of you.. ".. The hip hop young boy sitting on my other side took off his plug ons saying " Ladies It's all cool.. We r not going down.. Pl leave God alone for sometime.. Stop pestering him in multiple languages..He must be crying for help by now"ππππ...
Our duet of chants I think freaked him out..we never realised in duet form we probably got a bit louder.. πthe funny side of the whole thing suddenly hit me and I burst out laughing.. The old lady seeing her nervous co passenger laughing with abundance also cooled down a bit and we let go of our clutched hands...
The hip hop kid chattered non stop with us to make us more comfortable I guess. While landing in London .. I turned white again..the boy next door noticed and and started chatting nineteen to dozen with me.. Non stop.. Ool jalool ki baat:. His school .. His girl friend.. His home.. My home.. My work and thud there we were landed safe and sound on the Land of Queen. The kid smiled at me " there u r ..see all well.." And got up to get ready to disembark from the plane..I realised that the boy has just made landing so smooth and safe for me..gave me no time to think and fret.. As the two of my co passengers got ready to get down and we bid goodbyes .. I smiled down at both of them murmuring " thank you my Humsafars of my first flight ever.. For making me it easy for me.. For sharing my fears and apprehensions.."...and turned to pick my stuff from the cabin..
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