Cold Silence…

Yes I have a cold and believe it or not I spent the whole day in silence. Usually my trips to the Mumbai Airport are eventful with me happening to have a glance on some celebrity or another. I love to travel but I equally hate traveling alone and most of my trips to Mumbai Airport, the one’s where I take the flight have been alone. What was worse this time was that I had a cold as well. I don’t think there is anything interesting abt getting a cold and traveling and in the process risking all the other passengers on board to ur disease, especially with pigs flying in the air, but WTF I had to go home and come what may I would.

Airports have two things that make it a place apart from any of the other traveling station, firstly they are very clean, we don’t want to give the firangs who land here the wrong impression, at-least not this soon, and secondly they are very expensive, after all we do want to make the firangs feel at home. Just out side the Airport terminal in Mumbai there is a coffee shop. Just 10 steps away from the terminal and very well camouflaged by a huge tree. Somehow I picked up its scent (despite the cold) and had my breakfast there for just 35 bucks. Well I was impressed, not with the taste; that was pathetic similar to what they have inside the airport, but instead with the contrast. Here we have all the ground crews of all the airlines having their good ‘ol time-pass laughing, gossiping, smoking… where as inside the ccd’s and Baristas, we find the cabin crew and the likes do their tp mostly in silence or hushed tones. This place though looks and feels shabby also made me feel at home unlike the inside where ppl don’t talk, not even smile.

Anyways moving along I finally got aboard my aircraft and for the first time in my Airlife I got to sit next to a girl or a lady. And what do I do, I spend the rest of the flight in absolute silence, contemplating what I should have done and what would have resulted out of it much like the film ‘next’. On my defense the lady was also not very talkable as well (if you what I mean).

There is one thing that I had always wondered when I am flying. Why do people put cotton in the ear’s when flying? This was the flight that the Devine chose to reveal that secret to me in all its glorious form much like what Krishna did to Arjuna in middle of the krukshetra war. I had an ear pain so bad I though being deaf would have been a better option. Partly due to my cold and the other part due to my ignorance which I so arrogantly flaunt. Touching ground never felt so soothing and relieving after the almost frigid woman sitting next to me and my excruciating ear pain, oh and did I mention there was a baby in the seat just behind me. And what do baby’s do in a flight, they don’t cry they roar. To put it in a nutshell and throw it out of the window, my journey sucked ..big time.