"Running around in circles on the
lawn in Vihar Park, wearing her bright yellow teeshirt and shorts along with a
black cap makes Mahesh look like a cute honey bee buzzing in the air,"
thought Seema as she sat on the wrought iron bench watching her eight year old
play lost in his own imaginary world. In Mahesh’s mind as well he was soaring
through air but not quite as simply as a bee.
The previous day, Seema’s sister had
handed over to her a bag of old toys which the sister’s son had lost interest
in. Mahesh showed no interest in the old toys until amongst that batch of toys
he found the 7 inch long clay model of an airplane which even had tiny plastic
propellers attached to its engines. Mahesh was amazed by the model though a
significant portion of its tail had chipped off and one of the four propellers
was missing, thanks to his cousin’s mishandling no doubt. Seema wouldn’t even
have been able to identify it as the popular passenger airliner of the 1950s if
not for the words DC-6 printed on it as a part of its livery. Previous
night, she had read up on the internet regarding various aircrafts, for the
barrage of questions she knew would soon come from her inquisitive child.
“Brrrr Brrrrr Brrrrrrrrrrrr” Mahesh was
growling trying to imitate the sound of the engines of airplane model that he
held in his hand as he ran at top speed imagining himself soaring through the
air on the aircraft. He swooshed and whisked it around avoiding imaginary
obstacles and banked it left and right doing tricks. All of a sudden, Mahesh
fell backwards, hitting the ground with an audible thump which made Seema’s
heart skip a beat. As she rushed towards him, she realised that he wasn’t
crying or trying to move at all because he wasn’t really hurt.
He had fallen down on purpose. His eyes
were transfixed on a real aircraft in the sky as it glided low, about to make
its landing approach. He held up his free hand and pawed the air as if to reach
the aircraft with the innocence that only a child can have.
"Mumma why cant we see the engines
of that plane like this?" he asked, toying with the three remaining
propellers on his DC-6 model.
"Because it is a new aeroplane, it
has much faster engines than this one. They are called jet engines." Seema
replied, glad that she had read up the previous night.
"Mumma but why, why new
engines?"
"So that it can be big. That plane
can actually carry more than 200 people!"
Tiny Mahesh's eyes shone with
astonishment as he contemplated the big number. "But Mumma, it looks small
from here."
"It looks small in the sky, but is
really big and even with so many people it can go really really fasttt!"
Seema continued as she picked him up and twirled him around while he laughed with
glee. With the sun about to set, they started heading back home.
"Mumma I have decided. When I grow
up, I shall drive an aeroplane. I shall drive the biggest aeroplane in the
world.” He spoke with determination in his voice. “Which is the biggest
aeroplane in the world, Mumma?"
"It is the A-380." Seema
replied as they reached the lift of their apartment complex. "Do you know
it even has two floors! You have to use an elevator inside the A-380!"
She told him as he looked on in amazement.
Upon reaching home, Seema ushered him to
clean up and he then went off to watch TV while she got busy as well and both forgot
about their conversation. Only to be reminded again, at bed time.
Just as she was tucking him in for the
night, he stopped her and with a forlorn expression said "But Mumma, I
cannot be a big A-380 driver."
"But why?"
"Because I can’t stay away from my
Mumma." he said almost teary eyed. "I shall miss you."
She smiled as she kissed his cheeks.
"Don't worry son, A-380 now flies from and to Delhi. You don't have to go
far at all... "
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This post is a part of the “Lufthansa A380 – Bigger is Better” contest on Indiblogger.in sponsored by Lufthansa.
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This post is a part of the “Lufthansa A380 – Bigger is Better” contest on Indiblogger.in sponsored by Lufthansa.
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Post by Lufthansa India.
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