The 'plane' analogy

I was at the airport the other day for a long halt on the way to Mumbai. Long halts at the airports can be tiring and can test your patience. On the other hand, it almost seems like this mini-world where everything is going on smoothly without any hassles. It’s this perfect world which we always wish the outside world could be. There are restaurants, walkways, money exchanges, waiting rooms, internet services, medical services etc. Yet there are things which are distinctively different from the outside world though or may I say the absence of them. No separate homes, traffic, terror, pollution or ghettoization. Now is that a negative??
Sometimes I kind of get lost in this world as if everyone is living under one umbrella and is so content by this fact. Why couldn’t our world be like that? Everyone I could see around was hopeful of something. There is a lot of positivity around. Why can’t we replicate the same outside?
I saw a father waiting to see his daughter, a couple embarking on a journey for holidays, some people thrilled as it’s their first flight ever and not to mention mother’s tears when her son is leaving abroad for studies. I realized that hope and love is really what binds us all. The materialistic comfort and the sumptuousness don’t matter to us as long as we are close to our loved ones. We value the core principles of life more than anything else and are ready to face and grapple the exterior inhabitation with respect to this miniature world of luxuries. Cheers to humanity!
For the complete journey, I was in this surreal world I had imagined and was enjoying it. Suddenly there was this announcement that the flight had reached Mumbai. A lovely song started playing “Yeh Rishta kya kehlata hain……”. There it was, Mumbai beckoning. I felt an instant nostalgia and couldn’t resist rushing out and feeling the sense of belongingness to my mother country India. It’s always a great feeling to be back home. I also saw an advertisement caption showing “Welcome to the real world”.
I think the journey in a plane is like a journey in life. There are no stops in between. Only life and death or departure and arrival. The difference being that we are the pilots of our own plane of life. We have to judge the correct path which will lead us to a meaningful and safe journey. There will always be cloud of difficulties and turbulences every now and then. We must have the wings of high spirit to keep us aloft; the hidden wheels of wisdom which run on smooth runways of perseverance to ensure safe landing in every destination or milestone. The windows of opportunities can only show the world to us and then it is up to us whether to close the lid on them or just face it. Hard work and belief is the essential fuel to realize the speed and direction of success. There is no other substitute discovered yet. Sometimes we fly on high altitudes and sometimes low. But hey, it doesn’t matter, as long as we keep flying and in our heart we know that we will make it after enduring all the lightnings of hardships and challenges and there is no reason for us not to find out that SKY IS THE LIMIT.


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  2. Ah the airport is a world within itself. Always buzzing with life.

  3. ...and sometimes we cruise on auto pilot too!!!

  4. Thanks purba and magiceye for the comments:)