The cops greeted me with a smiling face and asked me to disembark from the aircraft. They took me aside for a talk where a thick beard mildly obese person named Mr. Job was waiting for me. Mr. Job introduced himself as the chief investigating officer of Dr. Rasley’s murder case. He extended his apologies for getting me of from the aircraft. He also said, to conceal my identity in relation to the murder case in front of other passengers and flight crews his staff lied to me that I needed to be contacted for visa issues. While conversing with him, I agreed to cooperate with his investigation and he assured me a free return flight ticket back to my homeland by the end of that day. Continue reading The briefcase story: part 4: interrogation in airport
Among all the works that Dr. Rasley did only few I understood, primarily those about side effects or mechanism of actions of certain medicines used to treat humans. Rest were about complex issues like genetics, lab animal related experiments, various chemicals etc. beyond my level of knowledge to engulf in one short scanning type read. After spending few hours on the laptop screen trying digging out the essence of his works my eyes worn out and had to take a nap. Continue reading The briefcase story : part 3: my close door investigation
I opened the briefcase with shaky hands and a lot of apprehension of sudden blast in case if any explosive was inside it. However, unboxing the contents of the briefcase appeared apparently safe although the contents were a sort of boring, bunch of printouts of internet downloaded contents, looked like a journal article. While scanning my eyes through those I found myself in the dilemma, if I should draw attention of law enforcement officials about this incident or should I contact the briefcase sender’s daughter. Neither felt as comfortable choice to me and I started to turn those pages with a vacant stare. The documents were all about some medicinal drugs. Being unable to decide what all these documents meant and why and when did Rasley send this briefcase full of documents to me, I went for a shower. The answer of ‘when’ did he send this parcel became clear post-shower when I thoroughly examined the sender’s details printed on the parcel cover; he couriered it just minutes before his assassination. The mystery remained around why did he send it to me’? I knew him only for a very brief period, maximum for an hour or so. Continue reading The briefcase story :part 2: what is inside?
Where does this story coins? Somewhere along the bay of Arabian Sea in about a stone throw distance away from the sea shore. I am relentlessly waiting for my clients who are yet to show up. It’s afternoon, the small hand of my watch just ticked to one. My present niche includes a small room from where through the tinted glass and over a heavy wire barbed fenced concrete wall, I can see the sea’s dark water splashing the boulders.
Today the view in this afternoon is bit different, the couples who generally are preoccupied on those boulders ashore busy making intimacy through engaging their wet lips are not present today, may be due to the scorching heat. But the weather’s warmth isn’t annoying my vision at all, because of the filthy spotted glass window.
Scads of children (boys) are bathing in the sea. Most looks like school students because they were wearing blue trousers and white shirts before dipping themselves in the sea water. Seeing this high water levels and these lonely unsupervised kids I was trying to recall the counter scenario at western nations where lifeguards along the coasts are deployed who keep an birds eye on those in the water. But here, along the shore of this developing nation probably ‘luck’ is their only lifeguard and life jacket. No-one cares apparently, except the parents and sometimes the latter too behave reluctant, as any other non human species where roles and responsibilities of parenting retires post breeding. Thankfully, during the entire timespan I scanned my vision in the sea, things were in favour of life and goodness.
While these kids were splashing themselves to beat the heat, about half a kilometre away from them an amazing play of some avian species were on motion. A huge flock of sea birds were spiralling above the sea water. They were combing over the sea water using their legs almost alike how we swipe credit cards at a shopping centre. Such natural extravaganza generally ignites a hunch in my brain try understand those phenomenon in absolute details, may be due to too much contemplation of nature and animal related TV shows. Probably those birds are fishing by their claws and hence making repeated attempts to scratch on the sea surface. I desperately felt the need of a telescopic camera through which I could have cropped and saved this piece of moment on my laptop. Sadly, we don’t always carry all accessories we require in our life, and is true in my case too. I appreciated the amazing skill of those birds of nailing through the surface of water with out (possibly) getting wet. It seemed like a small aircraft gently gliding over the surface of water and flying away. Unfortunately, we humans despite having the craziest brains can’t do such an act naturally, due the absence of wings. Nevertheless, the panorama was heart-warming indeed.
Oh, a client has come, I must return to my real time human life situation and come out of those floating expensive thoughts and plunge my head back into my work. So, let me pull over this writing here, for now.
‘Procrastinate’ means to delay or postpone activities which should be done, sometimes to avoid the unwanted outcomes.
Example – Government kept procrastinating the project until the pressure from its political opposition skyrocketed to its acme.
During your entire life time have you ever come across people who make you feel depressed by their talks or gesture or any other form of social cues? If yes, probably you aren’t alone. Despite the excessive trumpeting of the lively quotes sharing of great people about positive echoes of life on social media, still many of us fall pray of the depressive ideologies thrown at us by certain individuals. Lets envision this issue through this authors perspective.
To begin with, let’s try to know who are these people involved in sharing views in a manner that can impact their audience in a deteriorative manner. If I scan the pages of my life, I find such people distributed across various age groups and professions. You may find such people in police or even politics.
In this regard, I recall the picture that is quite common in medical schools. Almost all over the world, a common practice of senior doctors is to make their juniors (particularly those in apprentice phase) to feel worthless in front of the patients and other paramedics. I initially felt that such emotional beheading is only prevalent in developing nation, however, few clicks in the internet search engines can uncover similar heartbreaking stories from various wealthy nations too. Probably, there are handful of medical students who never faced one such situation during their career.
Next, lets try to scroll through the list of people who are the sufferers of such mental oppression. Who’s not in the list from kindergarten students to probably people in senates? Possibly any one can be subjugated by this psychological oppressors. Young children are probably the worst sufferers as they are simply at the dawn of their mental growth and don’t yet really know how to face such situations.
To continue this discussion to its succeeding phase, lets figure out why some people behave in this manner to dispirit another individual. Some probably do it unknowingly as a matter of being habituated to such type of behaviours, learnt from the antecedents to whom they came across in their career path (may be a boss under whom they did their research degree). While the remaining do it simply to gratify the itch of their sole (believably its more gratifying then the itch comfort associated to a fungal skin infection for example that happens in groins or armpits, DEFINITELY A BIZARRE COMPARISON!). In almost all phases of life, from kindergartens to universities to old age homes, such tyrant specieses of human race are largely prevalent, unfortunately.
In educational institutions reporting of such humiliations are generally low because of two reasons, in my view. One, some students have some prefixed idea glued in their brain that this type of psychological anguish is part of their career and its an experience too. The other viewpoint which the remaining student community share is that their period of angst will last only for the years of their training and they just keep tolerating it (while waiting for the course to finish).
Finally, lets evaluate the possible consequences on people who actually have to face such despondent situations. It might shake the psychological foundation of a person and make them depressed or even suicidal. Substance abuse can also also be an unwanted guest to the sufferers life as a result with their emotional turmoils.
Despite the attempts and claims of strong actions against such psychopaths (in my opinion) by the authorities, underreporting is a likely problem and the compromised people keep suffering silently. Underreporting can also be a phenomenon in socially or economically dependent population, in children, women and elderly particularly. As time passes, the scars of emotional shaming tend to fade in some, while the rest carry it all the way to their graves, and sometimes unwillingly.
In general most people have the concept of female air hostess although males are also largely dipping their toe in the profession. Slim female air hostess is a vogue which still exists in many sections of the airline industry and is also largely depicted in the advertisements of many airline companies to boast about their in flight hospitality service. However, it’s probably uncommon to see any advert showing slim pilots, who play the prime role of flying the aircraft safely. In my opinion, a slim pilot should equally be looked for and customers should urge for it too in the ads.
If you are wondering why did I coin such bizarre topic, here is the answer. Recently, during a flight travel while waiting boringly at the pre-departure lounge at an airport I noticed few pilots (males) with big protruding belly comparable to 3rd trimester of a female pregnancy. In contrast, the accompanying female air hostesses were looking just too emaciated to mention. That view at the airport made me to write this post to encourage the readers to think about the various facets of such health architecture of pilots and its disparity with the rest of the airline crews.
Some of the female air hostesses in airlines operating in third world countries whom I came across say that to keep their job in motion they must maintain an absolute flat belly. Some even say that they are weighed frequently (almost daily) to monitor if they are keeping a static weight or not. Some even say, they are not supposed to marry (true or false not sure), because the airline company might not be ready to support crew who are going to conceive. Male staff who accompany them are also maintaining an absolute slim figure, and some even with added regular gym goers macho look. So far that’s how is the non-cabin crew’s story.
But how about the pilot, who is possibly one of the main individual involved in flying the airplane safely to its destination. Since, pilots don’t have direct face to face interaction with the passengers on board, airline companies don’t care much about how many extra kilo’s they put on. Their chubby-hanging-suffocating belly don’t make the CEOs of the airliners shy. But should airline companies be concerned about it? Possibly, yes. It’s because a pilot on-board should be at the pinnacle of his best health records. Obesity is a significant risk factor for health fatalities like stroke or heart attack. Probably none of the passengers or crew on an aircraft would wish to have a nightmare of their pilot getting a heart attack in the sky.
Not sure about legal issues, but those who sniff around for suing someone may investigate this issue. I hope the autopilots are well equipped to gift us a safe landing if the pilot collapses for an inadvertent health event in the sky. One thing is however reassuring in this context, there is a system of having a copilot, hopefully he will be helpful to extract us in such situations. Although, pilots are supposed to go through regular health check, overweight pilots are becoming increasingly visible these days. The flight safety jeopardizes the most, not when a passenger or a non-cabin crew gets a myocardial infarction in the sky rather, when a pilot gets it.
Therefore, next time when you are in the airport, swipe your vision across the airport to see the health status of the pilots passing by. Share your feedback with the airline company or authority if you think they aren’t looking as healthy (in terms of excessive weight gain) as you expect.
Have a safe flight.