we all are different yet made of the same elements. we have different destinations but the phases are same.and this phase of my life is called taxing.
I was siting in the plane , following instructions for safety and adjusting my long legs in the given space. usually when we are tired a little disturbance is enough to set fire in our minds for me there were three passenger sitting adjustment to me who had already started to snore. but when your end destination is home itself , the idea is enough to water it all. the pilot started with his introduction and explained to us the route and the speed that he will be maintaining. his words resonated in my mind for a while , as they produced a memory that lay way deep in me. my gaze went out of the window , trying to see the last point my eyes could catch, i remembered my first flight with my father.
11 years ago .. like every kid , i too was excited to experience my first flight with my dad. walking at the airport admiring the other planes , my energies where all over the place. my mom gave up on me i was high on the fact that i could see the world from a place above. for as kids we believed that above the clouds lay the kingdom of heaven. preoccupied with my thoughts , my father joined the seat next to me. looking at the flights take off and land , we both sat in silence, after a while he asked me what do you, i looked at him if that was even a question . planes dad ! . what more can you see? i was clue less to where we he was heading with the words. the runway , i muttered. he made me sat on his lap and asked me to close my eyes. he was about to share what he saw while looking at the same picturesque. now just listen to the sounds . imagine if they too were humans. he believed in what ever we create we leave a part of us. a writer leaves his thoughts , an architect leaves his imagination, an actor leaves his personality in his roles. so what ever a human creates he leaves a part of him in his creation.
our life is just like these planes my son. the plane starts his journey by filling his seats with the passengers, who are like the relations we are born with,then he starts to tax from its standpoint to the runway. Sometimes it has to wait and sometimes watch others take off and the most important how to land when needed.
The runway is the road of opportunities where you keep getting so many of them and you work so much so that you can grab them all and once you succeed you just keep flying. But there is more to this. Like the plane can't take off until there are perfect weather conditions, a proper pilot and clearance, same is with life, we have to be in our best shape and enthusiasm for the work we want but also sometimes have to sit and wait for it like the plane. But waiting doesn't mean you have to switch off the engine .like the plane we too have to let our engine running, cause you never know when your turn may come and when it does you don't have to restart yourself.
And like the passengers on the plane who fly with it, we too will have passengers who we call family and friends, some will walk till a certain Destination with us and might leave at the other turn. No matter how much weight you carry, sometimes the load will be excess and people won't like to pay for it too, you still will have to fly but always remember to be within the limits cause flying over and lower both are consequential. And remember no matter what happens, in the end, you walk in the garage alone.
by - karanbir singh