February 6th, 2008

boy with dog

Airport Blues

Blagging en route to Chennai at 0530 AM this morning, I have hajjar cribs to make. However, for the time being, let me restrict myself to saying how I wish I had a mute button to switch off the PA system which is so noisy that it doesn't allow junta to sleep.

I am sitting right across the PA address box, and every square centimeter of my being wishes to just run towards the box and yank the microphone out of its socket and throw it against the wall, where it will disintegrate into all its constituent parts, so that I can laugh heartily at the fact that it will no longer pose a bother.

Alternatively, I wish for a state where I can choose to be selectively deaf in order to remain oblivious to all the lousy noise around me!