Right from my childhood days I had a great desire to fly in an aeroplane. It always attracted my attention as it flew high up in the air. To me it had the appearance of a huge eagle with its big wings outspread.
Even in my childhood days I had a keen desire to fly in an aeroplane and as I grew in age this desire became more and more intense. I often asked my father to take me for an aeroplane flight. It was indeed a great day in my life when my father agreed one day to take me to the aerodrome for a short flight in an aeroplane.
Next day we went to the aerodrome. My father purchased two tickets. Soon after we reached a big aeroplane, climbed its staircase and went into it. The seats were very comfortable. The plane was to take off at 10.30 a.m. for Agra. At 10.15 there was a whistle and the passengers were requested to tighten their belts around their waists thereafter, the air hostess gave us a small drink of lemon juice to prevent air sickness. I was, however, too highly excited to think about such things.
The plane started exactly at 10.30 a.m. For some distance it ran on the ground but after gaining speed it took off in the air. It began to rise higher and higher. I looked downwards to see for myself as to what the things looked like from that height. All things looked very small. The river Yamuna looked like a tiny canal. Men walking in the streets looked like tiny dwarfs. The highest buildings looked like small clay models. The green meadows and fields looked like green carpets.
After travelling in the air for about an hour the announcer informed us on the mike that we are approaching Agra. We were once again asked to tighten our belts as the plane was going down. As it descended things became more and more distinct. Ultimately it touched the ground and the things around were the same as before the flight. I came out of the plane and felt very happy. It was indeed a happy experience in my life.