As I remember having ranted elsewhere on this blog and as should be
evident, I don't travel much on work and at other times, as befits a
"poor" poet, I rarely fly.
In fact, truth be told, I
have flied on no more than a hand full of occasions, so naturally I
still find airports to be places that are unfamiliar, strange and
beguiling -- what with the elaborately made up,
mannequin-thin-and-unreal, garishly uniformed air-hostesses, the varied
cornucopias of affluence -- coffee shops, gift shops, et al -- a virtual
orgy of stainless-steel-and-polished-glass eye candy, that is just that
-- eye candy. Good looking, contemporaneous, stylish and utterly
lacking in soul.
Or maybe it is the people, the people,
the people. Not the air-hostesses (many are in all probability acting
out a role after all -- from the time they put on make-up to the time
they remove it) or the flight attendants, or the other "premier" airport
personnel. But rather the large number of passengers, clothed in an
affluence and sporting a casual nonchalance that indicates (or rather
seems to have been practised to perfection to scream out) that they have
been here and done this all before, that they have been born to be
here. That they belong here, in this soulless construction of polished
glass and steel, however alien they and their mannerisms may seem to me.
Then
again, I think -- evidently I am the alien here; shocked at the
simplest of Coffee costing close to Rs.100 and a Sandwich costing almost
Rs. 200 and (please don't snicker) no sight of the equivalent of
Samosas or Janta Khaana / Jan Aahaar.
But I survive the
airport's soullessness and even chuckle at how fake and put-on this
sense of naturalness and "I-am-as-used-to-flying-as-I-am-to-the-metro"
look that most of my fellow passengers sport. Or it is that I get
diverted by the welcome presence of those who look more normal, the CISF
(Airport Security) staff, the baggage handlers, the housekeeping staff
and so on.
And then, I chuckle again (inwardly of course), wondering -- isn't this entire airport alien?
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
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I can totally relate to this. Although I look forward to flying for the sheer joy of traveling (can't travel overseas by train or ship), my reactions to airports are similar to yours.
ReplyDeleteOh, I love flying too, Bhaswati -- though I love train journeys as well -- even when it comes to flying domestic, even if I have no other experience of flying apart from "cattle class".
ReplyDeleteBut then, the airports are something else, more or less like I have ranted here :-)