Plane Jane

Yesterday I had an out of body experience.
As rains soaked the parched streets of Bombay silly - I waited at the airport at the mercy of air traffic control
and the weather gods.
Minutes turned to Hours - I kept working..then a sudden flash of lightening and my laptop ran out of power.
I turned to my ipod. My faithful companion. After a bit - there was a roar of thunder, and my ipod ran out of battrey life as well.
So I was forced to resort to the only other form of occupation I had, after I made unsuccessful trips to the newsstand and cafeteria. My mind. Which unfortunately - is powered 24/7
Now began the hard part.
Sterile surroundings, insane noise quotients, grey skies, harsh rain, the weary minute and my mind.
Talk about torture.
So I decided. When I boarded that plane .. I would leave my worries behind. Only for 2 hours. But for 2 hours - I would not think about anything other than happy things.
I would focus very very hard ..on make a sincere attempt at not feeling sorry for myself and shut my eyes and imagine that I was someone else - somewhere else.
No one knew me on the plane.
Looking at me no one would know what loop holes my mind was jumping through, makeup concealed my worry lines very well. I would be the Queen of England on this flight for all I cared..because for those 2 hours .. I would not give a damm.
And it seemed to work.
Because if I had taken all my mental issues with me on this flight .. the plane would have sunk under their weight and never taken off. The very fact that it was air borne in less than 10 mins after boarding meant that my strategy was working.
It was a little strange. Here I was trying so hard to just be .. and looking out of my window ..a hundred clouds ..each with a silver lining. Heck, I could be on cloud nine for all I cared.
Honorary member of the Smile High club. Ha!
When the air hostess poured my coffee - the cup was half full. I was in Zen Land.
2 hours passed pretty quickly.
And then I was woken up from my reverie ..and had to plant my two feet on the ground and walk out
into the dark night.
These days - it is hard to be me. No question about it.
But I refuse to give up.
Lightening is going to have to freaking come and strike me before I do.
And that is not going to happen.
Not today anyways.