Bangalore trip is coming to an end. We have reached to airport and having some coffee and samosaas. We have packed some veg puffs too, for the flight.
We have to board the flight from newly created Bangalore airport. The carrier is indigo. The airport seems to be a nice one. I really can not judge or compare it with any other airport as this is my first flight experience.
We reached around half an hour before the flight time. With all the formalities we board the flight quiet smoothly. Air-hostess does say, Good-Evening.
Flight is on runway, its moving on the wheels, slowly. Different instructions are coming from the crew menbers. After waiting for few minutes, the flight is on the wing's engines, on runway, I can feel the push. We tilted ourselves forwards to aggrevate the push feeling. The plane is inclined, in air. There is a dumb kind of feeling, I can see lights all around(7:30PM), I can judge the roads, the cars, the lights. (A sudden thought, all vehicles are carrying their own lights). We are in air, pilot is doing the flip flop thing, turning right and left. Some jerks are coming too.
Everything is looking like hauch pauch. This overview is giving a different kind of feeling, feeling of nothingness.
I keep watching out of the window for few minutes. After few moments, things are becoming a bit steady and I am getting some different kind of feeling. The sense of speed is going away, if you see the plane from the surface, it looks so fast, now if I feel it from inside-the-plane itself, there is no speed at all. Here is the paradox, the dimension, the view. How do(infact, are you), look, perceive or able to look or perceive the things. Some plane noise and jerks keep coming.
My brother has got a companion to chatt with, looks like an IT professional too. whoops!!!
Refreshment time, the crew is selling some eatables at soaring prices, with the help of their air-hostesses. They are carrying the trollies and selling the eatables like anything. This is giving me a low kind of feeling about the air-hostess as a carreer(obviously for girls). They are beautiful(few) smart, and do carry the personality, but only to sell the eatables man!!!
We did get some weg puffs packed from the CCD(caffe coffee day) stall at airport. I asked the salesgirl if she can serve them to us, badly, she only has some tissue papers to offer. Anyway, we get the tissues papers. And , two cold drinks for 100 buks.
Announcement, we are 3800 ft above see level, running at 870KM per hour, temperature is minus 50degree celcius and the city of Hyderabad is right to us. It is 8:25PM.
Now what, plane is going steadly, no, no no, there is a lots of noise and some jerks too, I do not know why. O man this pilot can not even run steadly in the open sky :)
The salesgirls(air hostess) have come to callect the eatables crap.
My brother is still chattering....
Lights are off and I can see the outside view. We are above some city as I can see some lights. But, if I look outside, there is almost no feeling of any movement. Feels like we are not moving at all. The patches of lights are looking like some light ribbons(ladiyan) have put over the trees, probably they are some socities, residential complexes. To feel the movement, I need to spot a particular light. I did spot few shooting starts, around 4 passing by planes.
After the Hyderabd announcement, for the full time I kept guessing that which huge city we are acossing above. Actually, that was not a single city, rather we were going too fast over multiple cities :)
Now we are 5 minutes away from Delhi airport. The plane is going downwards. I have started to fell the density of lights. Lights are all aound, it is Delhi man. Such a dense city, there are so many lights, making the climate hot.
The plane lands at Indira Gandhi Airport, but, initially we were supposed to land at Palam Airport, the domestic one. But, the two airports are interconnected, so the plane kept crippling to Palam airport from the IGI airport, almost for 10 Minutes. boring....
We get a prepaid taxi from Palam airport to our home.
