Thou shalt never take a seat near the chronologically challenged (flying part 3)

… otherwise called children.

While the extremely small ones will continually cry in a never changing tone t-h-r-o-u-g-h-o-u-t t-h-e j-o-u-r-n-e-y. Little older ones will keep on asking question. “Mommy what does this button do?” “Papa why you are looking at the aunty in short skirts?” “aunty can I walk on your seat?” and of course the age old question that has entertained every kid (and tormented their parents) through every journey. “ARE WE THERE YET?”

The smiling ones will smile at you first and then take a sudden grab for your hair/specs (whichever you think are more precious, they have a detecting power and then of course grabbing/snatching starts). The whining ones will constantly whine. The spoilt ones will keep on asking for everything owned by everyone around them.
And of course there is the killer duo of “very small baby and mommy”, where the mommies think its too much of a pain to leave the window seat (which she probably took from you, with the fundamental right of being a mother of a baby) and decides to change the nappies seating right next to you. And when this happens, all I can say is “tch tch, I told you to seat away from children infested area”.

I remember there was this time, when a sweet child sat behind me on the flight. The moment after he boarded he asked “mom when do we take off?” and after every 35 sec he took a shot at quenching his hunger for knowledge …. “mom when do we take off?” Finally the boarding was over and flight was poised to take off, he decided this is the time to start counting down “20 .. 19 .. 18 .. “. As luck would have it, that day the flight didn’t get clearance for flying for 49 mins and the child with same enthusiasm, vigor and voice decided to repeat his countdown till the plane took off. Now I have read/heard of lot of art of living gurus, I know to live happy one must be positive. You HAVE to look at life through rose colored glasses. I tried that day. First I told myself the delay was only for my own safety, we know what happens when cars bump into each other; imagine what will happen when airplanes start doing the same. About the end of 18^th minute, I started considering may be … just may be dome pilot will get struck by this instant myopia, could not see our aircraft and may be he can drive through his plane through mine … around the same plane I am sitting. I mean I know its not probable. But the art of living gurus tell me to be hopeful …….