Biscuit Packet

                                                                         Biscuit Packet

 

Ishii’s  winter  vacation  started  . As per plan we have to take her to some place to well spend it. Lack of vacation from my  IT schedule we have  decided to go out  from the plan . Finally it was a hard fight but Ishi  agreed  to spend few days in granny’s place.

                                                                       It was Wednesday morning my flight was at 8am . We were in a cab and still pampering Ishii so that she would have a nice time at granny’s house. It wasn’t enough but I have to bribe her with  latest Barbie’s in the  market after she come back.

Ishii was ensuring about the fun I used to do in my childhood and relating if she has to go through the same. Meanwhile I  just checked  my watch it was already 7:10 am    Gosh!!!  “Bhaiya aur kitna time lagega ?”. I got a sudden reply “NO HINDI ONLY KANNADA“ . So hardly I jumbled my Kannada knowledge  “INNU AESTU TIME  AGATTHE ?”.  “Bega madam Bega “. Today’s traffic was as bad as my Kannada.  So I crossed my finger  and prayed god to reach on time.

                                                                       Finally we reached airport at  7:35 am and rushed to collect boarding pass. I was ignoring the conversation Ishii wanted to have . Only kept a smile and nodding my head  to what Ishii was  blabbering. I had a fear that we might not be allowed for the flight. But another  fear  was if I stop reacting to Ishii and she got frustrated, the outcome will be more dangerous. Thanks to my IT job that taught me to handle every situation and my constant smile. 

In the Baggage counter Indigo authorities told me, "please don’t hurry madam flight is delayed by 1 hour." I didn’t know  whether to   be happy or sad because definitely I will miss the connecting train to my hometown. Without having other option, I just checked if they could transfer us to any other flight . But all flights were full. I didn’t have any other option  only to cope with the situation.

                                                                       Ishii was already hungry!! So after doing all the airport formalities I thought to sit and enjoy the black Wednesday of my life. After So many option in Airport Ishii  choose to eat  Biscuit. We found a seat and Ishii on my lap I opened the biscuit packet and kept it on my  side . A gentleman, well dressed, sat in the same row. I just consciously moved to my side to make him comfortable . Ishii was enjoying her one biscuit and suddenly I noticed the well dressed Gentleman also started eating biscuit. I wondered being well dressed he should be well mannerd and ask before he wants a  biscuit from a Kid’s share. But I kept quiet ! Suddenly his speed of eating biscuit increased 4 times to Ishii’s speed. When I look into the packet only 1 biscuit left.

 I just out brushed “Please have some manners. You ate all the biscuits of a kid “. Gentleman replied “But madam .....”. Not giving him chance to reply “I don’t want to hear anything I never saw a well dressed moron” . Gentleman replied “ But madam.....” and left the place. After finishing one left biscuit in the wrapper. I just got up and threw the wrapper in dustbin. Turning back toward the row where we sat. I saw opened biscuit wrapper full of biscuit in the floor  below my seat.

                                            It was my biscuit packet which was lying underneath of my seat and Ishii was sharing  gentleman’s biscuit packet. Without understanding the situation I had insulted that person.

  Sometimes what we see is not always true. That is a greatest lesson Biscuit Packet taught me that day!!!