When in the sky …

I was sitting in the aircraft enjoying my maiden flight ride and the diminished and lowly terrains. Next to me was an anxious guy reading a book ‘100 ways to crack a group discussion’. He was joined by another guy and eventually one could see a mock GD session going on next to me. I had to eventually intervene and request them to keep the volumes a bit to the lower side. I had my laptop out jotting down every single detail from the coziness of the back rest to the brilliance of the view outside; from the beauty of the décor in the flight to the crew onboard. Eating a ‘Rs.120’ butter toast I realized that someone from the back was checking out my screen. A supposedly young but old lady (with the amount of plastic put on, one can hardly predict the age now a days) was staring at the screen from the small slit. I turned the lid down and returned a sarcastic stare back; she was embarrassed and smiled back. She asked: ‘So you write … hm? ’ what a funny question?

I thought: ‘No I am a read only device।’ The insane question deserved a reply like this but never mind, I just nodded.

She asked: ‘Do you enjoy writing?’

I thought: ‘No my doctor has prescribed it twice a day, and an additional dose when in an aircraft।’ I mean, how can one ask these joke material questionnaires? I just kept quite, nodded and showed my disinterest.

She asked: ‘Guess what I am a novelist … he he … I really liked your way of writing and specially the simplicity of the language।’

I thought: ‘What !! She liked the description of the vital stats of the crew or the sarcastic veg- sandwich’

I replied: ‘Well thank you’, with a smile।

She asked: ‘So you are going for a vacation or what?’

I thought: ‘A vacation, that too alone and that too in Pune. God, she had to be a writer to ask that’

I replied: ‘No, I am on my way for the GI PI process for .....’
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