I still remember that night very vividly as if it was just yesterday. It 4th May, 2008 and I was on my way back from Mumbai to Delhi.

Delhi was being ravaged by an exceptionally menacing dust storm with winds knocking down more than mere trees. The plane was being tossed across the sky like a paper boat in rain water streams. Frequent lightening and 3 failed attempts of descend wasn’t helping matters either.

I believe almost 90 % of people on borad had sub-consciously visualised their last rites. I , kept toggling between the 90 % and 10 % with each sudden drop and gain of altitude.

I picked up the newspaper lying in the pocked of front seat to distract myself from any negative thoughts. Also I thought that if I have to go,  I will go a learned man.

The first page I opened was the editorial page, which carried a quote on the top left hand corner. The quote, that fateful night read…

Accept that on some days you are the pigeon and some days the statue.

As they say, the truth of the univerese is revealed to you in a fraction of a moment, the moment when the universe decides to play a little game with you.

 

rohit