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Rushing through the sky in a compressed metal capsule at neck breaking speed has , for me, always been a compulsion and never a passion! The flight-o-phobia was helped a bit by traveling Kingfishers family class( aka Economy) peeking into Adult( aka Kingfisher First) in the pre Deccan take over days.

However with the major European airlines choosing functional expertise over looks my indigenous anti-flying-woes remedy was of no use..leaving me exposed to the spirits.. mile high and free!!And after sprint to be the last passenger ,to board,with the not-so-funny observation from from a smart ass ground staff about my morning jog with 6 Kilo backpack was enough excuse for me to take to it with a vengeance.

A bong woman co passenger talking to her non bong in laws , about Motor shotir tarkari and cholar dal ,with highly accentuated O's and weird V's and never heard RR's almost made me protest..however her toddler, having suffered more than me, did it! A shrill wail till we crossed we crossed the Indian Ocean. Made a panicked Sardar (with family) to think that they can beat the plane to the tarmac, after touching down, only to be told the reality by a bespectacled cabin crew.

Mid way..high up..below..the pilots after informing about wind speed and outside temp(as if it mattered) crackled

'Ladies and gentleman , we have the best crew among the airlines industry.They are not on this flight though. We are at cruising altitude__for your convenience and and to enhance their beauty I am dimming the cabin lights.Thank You!

German humor __ Blurrp!

Terminal B,2 floor FRA, to smokers is like O2 to a dying patient. Living up to its reputation , as always, apart from offering the Glass rooms ,allows lots of mindless conversation and exciting encounters with fellow Desi's..'Hey, US?'..'ohh...U got the Atlanta flight'..'M ibm' ..'Damn,8 hrs more'...'long term or Business'..few anti feminist quips(self censored out of respect for my female readers who in any case out numbers the male readers)....and some over enthusiast or horribly bored quipping in with 'Bengali , rite?' Bongs has from birth the unique ability to sniff out another from the same klin.Even if you are sitting in a Sauna without a thread!

dB: "M going to Copenhagen" in a matter of fact and with much practiced flat tone.

A bright smile..mischievous twinkle, set up things just rite!

Btw cigarette will kill but the smoke inside the Glass enclosure can get to you much faster!

Few more kilometers of chugging with my 6 Kg backpack ..navigating the maze of terminals and gates..numerous immigration desk..security..airport staff in bikes..champagne and nuts finally landed me to the waiting area..and I met my first Danes friend,Robin, a musician, returning from Bali with a broken leg from a scooter crash! My future companion for grt times..excellent guide..tutor ..translator..

81 Valdermargade , Vestobrogade...in the land of free spirits and liberated thinking and my new base...for satisfying my hyper active curiosity..and unripened thoughts(quoting Partha da)

Belated B'day to the Queen (16th April) !!

skål :)