I was 15 when I travelled in an aeroplane for the first time. I had heard so many stories about how awesome the experience will be and also witnessed movies highlighting them. While the thought of flying itself was exciting, I was also drawn to the thougths of the air hostess, the grace with which they carry themselves and their politeness.
I remember that Mom was very nervous about the whole idea. While I and Dad were completely fine with the idea of flying, she wasn’t and so was the condition with my brother. So it was decided I and Dad would take the seat by the window, so that they don’t look down and get more scared than they already were. I chose to sit with Mom.
When we were seated in the plane and it was time for take off, the air hostess began giving instructions which we followed to the T. I already liked her because of her radiant smile which never seemed to leave her face. The plane took off and Mom calmed down a bit. After few minutes, it was time for the snack. The food in the plane looked so delicious in the movies. So I was looking forward to this part.
The air hostess came along and started asking is our food preference - whether we preferred vegetarian or non-vegetarian food. Mom and I chose vegetarian and were served instantly. The lady next to us, however, wasn’tserved food. I was so excited to pay attention to her. I looked at my food - a Sandwich. I admit, I had never had sandwiches before outside home. My mom made yummy sandwiches, so I assumed this would be better than that; after all, it was the food served in the plane! With so much excitement, I took the first bite and YUCK!! Who calls it a sandwich? Raw veggies placed between the bread slices. No! This wasn’t the kind of sandwiches I had had before! And I definitely wasn’t eating that. I saw Mom giving a similar reaction. I was about to turn back to my tray when I saw the lady sitting next to Mom. She was served Gobi Manchurian. It looked so delicious. I was so angry. How could they do it? It wasn’t fair! We decided to have a chat with the air hostess.
“I want Gobi Manchuri too” I demanded when the air hostess arrived. The lady next to us paused eating for a moment. Did I hear her chuckle? I wasn’t sure. I was looking straight at the air hostess. If she thought I was childish enough to see her plate and request for the same, I didn’t care. The air hostess, however knew why the lady was chuckling. With a straight face, she managed to say, “Madam, it is chicken. You requested for Vegetarian food” I could feel myself turning red with embarassment. To her credit, the air hostess left without laughing on my face. I turned my head to look out of the window and never turned around till the end of the flight. I felt my cheeks burning and I was sure I could put a tomato to shame by the colour my face had turned to!
On our return flight, I politely refused when offered food!
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Keep Smiling 🙂