I always wanted to get into a train and meet this travel passenger who will become a great friend. Such a dreamer. So there I was in Chennai flight yet again. As i was the last passenger and the ground staff were least friendly I heard a voice. Hemm is that the voice in my head? No actually someones calling my name.
To cut a long boring story short mums friend this aunty was off with a buddy and they had one first class seat between them. So they wanted to switch seats with me. There I was in the first class with this bear of a man next to me. The snooty air hostess was being herself. I felt the bear sorry the Man next to me struggle a bit. U know how the snooty air hostess was not going to help him. I helped him to put the Seat belt. He smiled this big relief and off he was on his story.
This was a fisherman from dickwella going to save his boat which was taken away by the Indians. He was on first class cause he could not get a seat. After ten minutes I was filling out his Indian immigration forms and listening to how the boat was taken away by the Indians the full version. This guy who cant speak English on his way to Vizag to save his boat. If he was scared of getting lost in Tamil nadu. Dear lord Andra is a maze. As a gesture of thanking he wanted me to visit his family that this and the other and wanted my number. Seriously I must be some organised person travelling I did not have my card as usual.
Later alarm bells were ringing, nope not in the flight but in my head. This guy says his boat went into Indian waters by mistake but what if he was a great big smuggler. Now the imagination was doing a overdrive just out of drinking some crappy apple juice servevd on flight. So here I was with the smuggler who looked friendly enough but remember how sometimes mum is right dont give your number to strangers
I was uhm and ahming a bit and ran off when we landed. I dont know is it my nature to be suspicious or should we be safe than sorry...
6 comments:
better safe than sorry..:)
on a recent flight i chatted with my seat mate, an interesting middle aged indian guy. good looking and refined and all that. we spoke about everything - his kids, history, movies, books etc. and i was just about to promote him from 'potential kidney thief' to 'normal human being'. then we landed at Heathrow where he said with that unmistakeable look in his eye 'my house is nearby and my family is on holiday. would you like to come over for a drink?'
at which point i fled :)
so yeah. maybe its ok to be wary.
Nice of you to help him and listen to his full version! He may be genuine.
Life is not exactly what we want it to be...Big Sigh...glad you fled...:)
Did you see the movie “Before Sunrise” (and “Before Sunset”)? That kind of travel friends only happen in the movies.
Yep, better be safe than sorry.
Ld, delilah, penny - Ya its always better to be alert
Galicissa - he may have been not sure though
Serendib : no i have not watched that but watched some hindi and tamil tv serials when i was a kid where u meet your best friend in the version of a travel friend :)
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