Up in the air (no its not about the movie)

A light mist lay over the ground, and as the early morning sun peeked above the horizon, the entire airport lay swathed in a golden glow, it may be hard to believe that an organised jungle concrete and metal might ever be considered beautiful (though it might be considered awesome), under the shroud of that golden blanket, it did in fact present a sight so beautiful, i began to wish that i had camera with me (its a different matter that its lens won't work).

As the aircraft lifted off, i caught sight of the city covered in mist, whose thickness seemed to increase closer to the horizon, till it was but a gold-tinged plain at the horizon. It was as if the entire city was wishing me a happy and safe journey.... or maybe it was just glad to be rid of me, but that's beside the point.

And so i began my journey, greeted by such beauty, and fully expecting nothing else of any note to come into my sight, i proceeded to start reading my book, hoping to avert boredom by engrossing myself in it, but one glance out of the window put an end to that. As my eyes turned towards the sky flying by, they were greeted by a expanse of white below us, so close below and so tightly packed, that it felt as if we were moving along another level of land, albeit a very white one, dotted by various cloudy skyscrapers reaching up to the next layer of clouds above.

The view had me so mesmerised by the vivid colours that i almost forgot to respond when the air-hostesses came around to serve breakfast (in fact, now that i think of it, they had probably  called me twice or thrice before i responded).


So after this experience, i guess that despite the increasing risk of flying, if you can get a view like that every time you fly, its worth taking that risk.