I love to travel, on foot, road vehicle, train, plane…anything.
The journey is more important than the destination
Anyways I just wrote the above few lines JLT. Couldn’t think of anything more “classy” Entry/Intro!
Now coming to the story I want to share.
Airtravel excites me for two reasons.
- The Food served onboard.
- The pretty air hostesses.
Now everyone knows the food served onboard flights sucks to the core (Atleast in the eco-class). So now you must have figured out that the numero uno reason of why I like to fly. Yes! The CHICKS, The Aero BABES. Also when I travel by a plane, I prefer the aisle seat and not near the window just near the emergency exits portals (for obvious reasons ofcourse ๐ ).
This story happened on ย my journey from Vienna to Delhi (Chicago-Vienna-Delhi) ย onboard Austrian Airways a couple of years ago. Ofcourse being a hopeless romantic, even when I travel, I dream of a romantic interlude with the Air hostesses ๐ . But every time nothing happens. But this time it was different. Even before I took the flight I knew that something really romantic and mushy was in store for me.
I saw her standing there, near the entrance when I entered the plane. She was longingly looking at me.
“Was she in love with me?”.
Immediately, I wanted to call my mom and tell her not to hunt for a bride for me . But I just wanted to wait a little longer and enjoy the moment. When I walked into the plane, she looked into my eyes and smiled.
She was in a Black dress. I was in a Black t-shirt as well!
Did she know that I would be wearing a Black shirt
Thoughts raced across my mind. She said ” Welcome aboard”. Immediately I wanted to give her a welcome hug. But being a true gentleman that I am, I controlled myself and went inside.
I had just taken my seat. Just when I was about to fasten my seat belt, she came to me and started a conversation.
“Sir! You are sitting near the emergency exit”.
“Really? By the way my name is A . Can I know your name?”
” My name is Mellisa Thomas*, and as you are sitting here, near the emergency exit…..”.
She went on explaining in her sweet voice the safety measures that I ought to follow in case there is an emergency.
Why did she care so much for me?
Why is she saying all these things to me?
Is she in love with me?
She did not like me getting hurt.
Immediately I wanted to propose and wait no longer. But, I waited. The plane took-off. She walked to and fro in the aisle and always smiled at me .There was an old lady sitting in the aisle seat. I told the old lady that I had a bad tummy and I would be rushing to the loo quite often and hence if she could kindly exchange seats with me I would be grateful to her. She readily agreed. The next minute I was sitting in my favorite location.
A few minutes later Mellisa came to me and gave me a wet towel to freshen up. But she also gave the wet towel to everyone in the plane.Immediately I understood that she was testing whether i would show my possessive nature.I was not going to fall for this trick (I am way too smart B-) ) . I acted as if I never saw anything at all. I absolutely knew she wanted me to react and profess my love for her in front of everyone. But I wanted to make her wait. Even I could play mind games. I smiled within myself.
Then I took out my mobile phone and started playing a game. She rushed to me and said in a playful tone,” You shouldn’t use your mobile phones during the flight”.
Why didn’t she want me to use the phone?
Did she think that I was messaging my girlfriend?
So she was actually jealous and she wanted me all for herself.
After that I did not want to play with her feelings. Hence I kept my phone back in my pocket. She then came to me and asked what I would like to eat. I was lost in her charm and beauty and I did not reply. She looked at me for sometime and then she placed a tray in front of me and left. I opened the cover and found a chicken burger.
How did she find my favorite junk food?
She understood my silence. She was the just the right match for me. Why didn’t she come in my life for the past 20 years?
She even came and collected the tray from me after I finished my meal. “I shouldn’t wait any longer”, I thought to myself and I stood up and walked near her.There was another air hostess standing near her. So I made my way to the Loo. I went inside the loo and practiced my awesome pick up lines in front of the mirror. Damn! Was I romantic or what!
I came out of the rest room like a Rockstar. She was still standing next to the other chick. I walked to my seat and sat down calmly. After a little while she came to me and gave me a form and asked to fill it. She said it was a “customer feedback form”.
Was she trying to make me write my feelings for her in that paper?
I did not want to disappoint her.
I came up with an exquisite poem. I wrote it just for her. My love flowed like a river through my words. She collected the form after sometime. She didn’t go through it. I knew she would read it later. I even wrote down my telephone number and email address in that form.
The plane landed at Delhi Airport and I took my bag and got ready to leave. She was standing at the back of the plane. She did not have the strength to come to the door to see me leave and bid adieu. I understood her silence. She must have felt real sad and miserable. Anyways I was just a call/mail away.I smiled at her. Our eyes met, they spoke the language of love. I assured her that I am all hers. She understood it, because she smiled back at me. I left the Plane.
It has been 2 long years and I haven’t heard from her yet. But I am still waiting for that one girl who will give me a ring one day……
* I actually don’t remember her name ๐ ๐
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