My Journey this time was supposed to be like any other regular flight journeys back to home,but for the splendid (read as horrible) IC 686 and IC 169 flights.This was my 1st experience with Indian Airlines and hopefully will be last.
No pictures in this blog.. 'coz I don't trouble my lenses with horrific things.
IC 686 ( Muscat to Mumbai)
As I sit down and jot down the incident , I can clearly remember when I entered IC 686 and a dark skinned (not a racist comment) aged lady (around late 40s or early 50s) in a saree with a huge red bindi on her forehead, folds her hand saying Namaste welcomes you on board.
The 1st thing that came into my mind was, shouldn't I be touching her feet :P. ,then I thought.. damn was that the Air Hostess( I always liked the pretty young ladies in Kingfisher,Jet,Spice,Oman Air,Emirates etc and still prefer the same way how an Air Hostess should be).
Suddenly my thoughts were disturbed by the hot blast of stinky air inside the flight. Whoa !! what was that ?? I looked around and felt I was in a 2nd class compartment of some train.I sat down and as I saw people around me fighting to keep their things in the overhead cabins , damn who allowed them to carry so much luggage as cabin baggage ? Do these airlines have some kind of a deal ? - The part of the deal writes Indian Airlines only carries mechanics/painters/carpenters who can't even fill their immigration forms.
"The Air(g)hostess" (this time a young lady) comes and asks in a heavy rude tone " Aap ko kya chahiye " (what do you want ).Nothing M'am was about to come out of my ventricle , when I managed to say " whiskey " she handed over to miniature bottles of whiskey and buried the glass in some container and came out with some ice. and handed over the glass to me. I took the glass and was wondering .. damn did i ask
"Gola Chusky" (crushed ice candy).
Slowly I sipped my whiskey and was watching an old hindi movie. Yes they only play OLD HINDI MOVIES !! and was interrupted by a guy sitting next to me , asking me to fill his immigration form.As I grabbed the pen to do so.. I observed 3 other men holding their forms were looking at me waiting for me to finish the 1st form. I thought if I do that ... by the time we land I would still have at least 30 more forms in my hand to complete. I explained them I cannot fill as I was not aware of their visa status so any wrong entry could be a problem.
3 tormenting hours of flight was over and I waited for the next flight IC 169 in Mumbai , which was supposed to fly in another 5 hours from Mumbai to Bhubaneswar.
I dozed off at the waiting hall near the departure gate and I woke up suddenly and saw 7 beautiful young women(who apparently were wearing dark shades inside the room) walking towards me.I was just smiling at myself assuming that to be a dream, and next I see an old man with a cowboy hat shouts "common girls grab something to eat , I don't want my models to starve ".
Gosh I was awake and they were some models from some agency.
IC 169
IC 169 was supposed to fly at 10:25 IST from Mumbai to Bhubaneswar , till 10:35 there was no announcement and the schedule still showed 10:25 departure. what was going on ? I asked the airport authorities and they were clueless too. No one was there at the departure gate from Indian Airlines. I waited as we wait for a bus to arrive at some bus stop.The gate opens at 11 am and yes our (Air)bus had arrived.
We boarded and announcement says " We will be flying to Raipur " I was startled aren't we supposed to be flying to Bhubaneswar I asked the guy next to me and checked my boarding pass to confirm if it was IC 169.
Yes he said , but via Raipur . This is how this flight goes. Mumbai to Raipur and then to Bhubaneswar and from Bhubaneswar again to some other place.Damn Railway Ministry will be cursing them for stealing their ideas.
We stopped at Raipur for around 40 mins, police came for security check and baggage count, others came for head count... and I was only eligible for minutes count. I closed my eyes and fell asleep and woke up at Bhubaneswar. Got down from the plane and as I was walking towards the arrival gate,I looked back at the Airbus once more and cursed IA.
No pictures in this blog.. 'coz I don't trouble my lenses with horrific things.
IC 686 ( Muscat to Mumbai)
As I sit down and jot down the incident , I can clearly remember when I entered IC 686 and a dark skinned (not a racist comment) aged lady (around late 40s or early 50s) in a saree with a huge red bindi on her forehead, folds her hand saying Namaste welcomes you on board.
The 1st thing that came into my mind was, shouldn't I be touching her feet :P. ,then I thought.. damn was that the Air Hostess( I always liked the pretty young ladies in Kingfisher,Jet,Spice,Oman Air,Emirates etc and still prefer the same way how an Air Hostess should be).
Suddenly my thoughts were disturbed by the hot blast of stinky air inside the flight. Whoa !! what was that ?? I looked around and felt I was in a 2nd class compartment of some train.I sat down and as I saw people around me fighting to keep their things in the overhead cabins , damn who allowed them to carry so much luggage as cabin baggage ? Do these airlines have some kind of a deal ? - The part of the deal writes Indian Airlines only carries mechanics/painters/carpenters who can't even fill their immigration forms.
"The Air(g)hostess" (this time a young lady) comes and asks in a heavy rude tone " Aap ko kya chahiye " (what do you want ).Nothing M'am was about to come out of my ventricle , when I managed to say " whiskey " she handed over to miniature bottles of whiskey and buried the glass in some container and came out with some ice. and handed over the glass to me. I took the glass and was wondering .. damn did i ask
"Gola Chusky" (crushed ice candy).
Slowly I sipped my whiskey and was watching an old hindi movie. Yes they only play OLD HINDI MOVIES !! and was interrupted by a guy sitting next to me , asking me to fill his immigration form.As I grabbed the pen to do so.. I observed 3 other men holding their forms were looking at me waiting for me to finish the 1st form. I thought if I do that ... by the time we land I would still have at least 30 more forms in my hand to complete. I explained them I cannot fill as I was not aware of their visa status so any wrong entry could be a problem.
3 tormenting hours of flight was over and I waited for the next flight IC 169 in Mumbai , which was supposed to fly in another 5 hours from Mumbai to Bhubaneswar.
I dozed off at the waiting hall near the departure gate and I woke up suddenly and saw 7 beautiful young women(who apparently were wearing dark shades inside the room) walking towards me.I was just smiling at myself assuming that to be a dream, and next I see an old man with a cowboy hat shouts "common girls grab something to eat , I don't want my models to starve ".
Gosh I was awake and they were some models from some agency.
IC 169
IC 169 was supposed to fly at 10:25 IST from Mumbai to Bhubaneswar , till 10:35 there was no announcement and the schedule still showed 10:25 departure. what was going on ? I asked the airport authorities and they were clueless too. No one was there at the departure gate from Indian Airlines. I waited as we wait for a bus to arrive at some bus stop.The gate opens at 11 am and yes our (Air)bus had arrived.
We boarded and announcement says " We will be flying to Raipur " I was startled aren't we supposed to be flying to Bhubaneswar I asked the guy next to me and checked my boarding pass to confirm if it was IC 169.
Yes he said , but via Raipur . This is how this flight goes. Mumbai to Raipur and then to Bhubaneswar and from Bhubaneswar again to some other place.Damn Railway Ministry will be cursing them for stealing their ideas.
We stopped at Raipur for around 40 mins, police came for security check and baggage count, others came for head count... and I was only eligible for minutes count. I closed my eyes and fell asleep and woke up at Bhubaneswar. Got down from the plane and as I was walking towards the arrival gate,I looked back at the Airbus once more and cursed IA.
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Gr8 Experience.......hope may more 2 come.....
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