Wednesday, March 25, 2015

About flying and the fear of it

The irony of flying is we both love it and fear it, both at the same time. 
When we take a flight, we are in total surrender, 100% reliance on the engineering team to check, repair and maintain the big bird; we also reply 100% on the pilot team to make sound and prompt accurate decision to continue, divert or intervene before it's too late.

As passengers, we are clients to the airline company, passenger on a destined flight number under a certain captain's commands. There is little that we can do other than pray and be alert if there is anything to be of concerned which we often will not know of, that will be worrying unnecessarily. 

But without flying, we cannot be visiting places, learning new things, rekindling friendships and ties, learning how the big world actually was, is and is to be. Therefore, for the 21st century citizens, flying is just another mode of transport, safest and yet can be fearful for some. 

When GermanWings Flight went down in the Alps on 24 March 10:35 am, at that same time, I was on flight MH1 bound for Kuala Lumpur from Heathrow, I was 10th hour into my journey, it was a choppy trip, the cloud was thick and the wind was strong, for the most part of the journey, it was shaking slightly but I was in total rest, exhaustion after 3 weeks traveling in suitcase and tight hotel room,away from home with much domestic cares dancing over my head but I was exhausted and slept almost 10 hours ! At that exact time, my flight would be 

It is very sad to know an air tragedy to happen, although statistically airflight is the safest transportation mode in the world but when a plane clashed, often the survival rate is null or slim and they all perish together. It is very sad tragedy. 


 



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