Of flights and frowns

The trip was to happen on 18th October to Cochin for some official work
As usual I hated to get up and catch the early morning flight to Cochin. On second thought, it was a not so early morning flight. It was at 8:30 a.m by Air Deccan. As expected and out of my innumerable nightmarish experiences I was sure about an inordinate delay in take-off. It was as though every flight was being announced for take-off but not mine. After literally running behind one of the gaudily dressed employee I got the standard reply that the delay was due to the late incoming flight from Mumbai. I consoled myself of the dire predicament and waited with suppressed anguish about my oncoming ordeal. I actually get premonitions the night earlier every time I am forced to fly Air Deccan. At last the flight took off at 12-30 p.m to Coimbatore. It was a hopping flight to Cochin via Coimbatore. The same gaudily dressed staff came around selling water & eateries. The vendors in the inter state trains do much better. Finally it landed at Coimbatore and I rushed to the loo to have a leak, imagine my plight when the attendant refused to let me into the toilet. I do not know why I was being ordered back to my seat, all my protests about the Captain taking a leak in the loo at the front were brushed aside. With my bladder on the verge of exploding I waited for an eternity for the damned flight to land at Cochin and jumped 3 steps at a time, albeit in extreme discomfort to rush into the Airport loo. The next 5 minutes for me were pure exhilarating bliss. I felt in heaven.

nagi