Most of my posts are usually inspired by my travels/travails. This happened on a recent trip to Madurai. I was on an early morning flight. Checked in and sat waiting for my flight to be called. Groggy and tired, i could barely wait to get onto the flight and go back to sleep atleast for 45 minutes. Flight was announced with instructions for older people and rows 1 - 8 to board first. Needless to say the entire junta made a queue, as though if they did not board the flight immediately , they would have to cling on to the wings!.
I normally take my time to stand in the queue and end up being the last. Same case while deplaning, the minute the seat belt sign if off there would be a queue waiting to fall off the aircraft. Honestly you lose nothing - maybe baggage space in the aircraft which is not much of a problem since i travel light and would only have a laptop bag on board. I made my way to the queue.
Again this post is no offense meant to people with white skin but more of a jab at our own regional idiocy. There were a few white skinned people in queue as well. They were a couple of feet in front of me in queue. The ground staff approached them and took a look at their tickets. They were among the last rows. I infact was ahead of them in terms of seat number. The staff chap simply smiled did some small talk, asked them where they were from and led them ahead of the queue straight to the waiting van. I wasn't shocked, irritated rather. Here were so many people, all of them paying for their tickets. These white folks were also paying the same possibly lesser. There was no business class on this flight, so no chance of priority. Their seat numbers were way back. There were older people ahead of them waiting in queue. So why this importance???
I was silent, and terribly irritated. Bad way to start the day. Reached the aircraft. It was full but there was sufficient space for my bag. Sat down and was busy reading the morning paper. The cabin crew went around serving people water. She was rather grim while serving. I swore to myself that her reaction would surely change when she saw a 'foreigner'. Bingo! As she approached them, her face broke into a wide smile, as though she had seen a ray of sunlight in a cloud covered land. Comparison intended! Were these white folks paying her? I honestly felt like confronting her. I was after them, she offered me water, i turned it down in rebellion. She probably couldn't care less! I would torture her later mid flight for water. Irritated, i fell asleep.
I'm not sure what this so called attraction to white skin is for. Does that look better? Is white skin a qualifier for more brains? We sure have so much to learn. Baffling!!
I normally take my time to stand in the queue and end up being the last. Same case while deplaning, the minute the seat belt sign if off there would be a queue waiting to fall off the aircraft. Honestly you lose nothing - maybe baggage space in the aircraft which is not much of a problem since i travel light and would only have a laptop bag on board. I made my way to the queue.
Again this post is no offense meant to people with white skin but more of a jab at our own regional idiocy. There were a few white skinned people in queue as well. They were a couple of feet in front of me in queue. The ground staff approached them and took a look at their tickets. They were among the last rows. I infact was ahead of them in terms of seat number. The staff chap simply smiled did some small talk, asked them where they were from and led them ahead of the queue straight to the waiting van. I wasn't shocked, irritated rather. Here were so many people, all of them paying for their tickets. These white folks were also paying the same possibly lesser. There was no business class on this flight, so no chance of priority. Their seat numbers were way back. There were older people ahead of them waiting in queue. So why this importance???
I was silent, and terribly irritated. Bad way to start the day. Reached the aircraft. It was full but there was sufficient space for my bag. Sat down and was busy reading the morning paper. The cabin crew went around serving people water. She was rather grim while serving. I swore to myself that her reaction would surely change when she saw a 'foreigner'. Bingo! As she approached them, her face broke into a wide smile, as though she had seen a ray of sunlight in a cloud covered land. Comparison intended! Were these white folks paying her? I honestly felt like confronting her. I was after them, she offered me water, i turned it down in rebellion. She probably couldn't care less! I would torture her later mid flight for water. Irritated, i fell asleep.
I'm not sure what this so called attraction to white skin is for. Does that look better? Is white skin a qualifier for more brains? We sure have so much to learn. Baffling!!
