Wings on fire!!!
Snow capped Caucasian mountains!!
My chariot for tonight
There is my plane – A380 – for tonight. It is one humongous beast. Other planes look really puny next to it!
The end of one wing to the other is nearly the length of a football field!! That Wright brother’s flight that got us into flying? They flew only half that distance!!!
The plane has the height of a ten story building! (This one knocked me off)
The plane weighs the same as … not ten, not twenty, not even hundred but 165 fully grown elephants!!!
My daughter’s entire elementary school can get in and then they will have some more seats open!!
It has space for 3000 suitcases!!!
I am told fifteen hundred companies manufacture various parts of this plane!!
If you took all the wires in this plane and laid them end to end, they would go over 500 kilometers!!!
It is amazing that with all that, it flies for fifteen hours continuously at 43,000 feet!!!
On the average, I will be fine :-)
“Intersection points” getting popular
I was just wrapping up my call with Sharmila before jumping onto the flight to New York when I saw good old Shahid and his family walking past me. You may remember him from an old post and picture of the two of us sharing shayars and ghazals in a bar somewhere in Bombay after customer meetings.
In any case, I finished out with Sharmila immediately and yelled out for Shahid. He saw me, brought his family to introduce to me and guess what his first words were? “Another Intersection Point”, he said!!!!
I am like. “Yess!! I am going to start a cult”. ๐
Anyways, it was great to meet Shahid, Munira and the kids!!!
One more time…
Intersection Point – Navin Saxena!!!
Navin Saxena!!!
Became very close to him in 1983-85. Then lost touch. Had a fleeting glance of him in 1994. And then lost him again. Decades later today, managed to catch him in his own lair – or at least his hometown.
Early morning today, in Atlanta airport, called up Rahul in New York to enquire if he had some contacts of Navin in Portland. Six hours later, landed in Portland, called Navin and surprised him by saying I was in town. At the end of the day after all the meetings were done, went to have dinner with him and his family. Missed his daughter who was out of town for a tennis tournament.
So many fond memories came back from the past – we were in junior and senior (high school) together. Those studies in hostels… the cricket games in dorm courtyard… those common friends… the trip to Dip’s house in New Chumta tea estate … visiting Navin’s house (my first exposure to a swimming pool and playing tennis), Rahul’s house (Kolkata), Rajeev’s house (Asansol), Rakesh’s house (Hind Motor)… the paper clipping that his parents had saved that had his and my picture next to each other (we had done not so bad in our high school exams). [my parents even today have that clipping of our picture together in the newspaper]…
The only sad moment was learning about his dad’s demise. He was very nice to me that one time I had visited them in their house.
It was a magical time. I was so absorbed in catching up with him and following his successes that I did not get much of a chance to get to know his lovely wife and really smart son a little more….
It was great to sit down with him for a couple of hours and talk like those days … nearly thirty years back.








