Friday, October 5, 2007

Flights of agony!!

And then the metal bird with wings took off...
A 3 hour or less glide through the skies....smooth flying and a 'high' i'm sure to the hunk ( aren't they always!! )sitting behind the controls....looking out at those puffy "white bales of cotton", in an entirely different plane altogether, unaware [ and maybe he's just hiding his smirk :( ] of all the soaring stress levels in those super efficient mom's with the ever more lovely kids...

Yeah, he is unaware....

Now i've always failed to understand, why?? when there are 21 hours before a flight.....and all precautions taken to assure no hassles...why is it that your child always wants to use the loo...only then in those 3 short hours...why??

And it has to be now!!!

This trip to those elegant wonders called *toilets, reminds me of those stretch denims ......you enter the wonder room, and the walls ( whatever little you can see of it) just close in around you....tight and well fit....
Your child is now fidgeting around , and so u move around only to knock into something....and then you realise its everything....lift the fidgety rascal....and then you feel a trickle down your back...turn around to see, that the tap, does look so interesting to that brat, and he has found it
too before you....You manage to stop that flow, when you hear a plonk, ...and there is that shining metal thing standing mutely looking at me...its previous occupant , just went down the pot!! the toilet roll....oh now what else??? try to find a quick way out....finish the job, half hanging for dear life...and the other half to one hundred other things.....and quickly run out....job
done....feel like you've walked to the moon and back....and am I glad the journey's over....

Now the train journey, is a whole ball game altogether....There can be some really sweet stewards who seeing a child offers you that extra ice cream, or that one extra sweet...and all the while your child is looking at that icecream, as if he's never ever seen one , why?? Can't he see i'm still juggling with the one tray already, placed so picture perfectly on that contraption in front...the one that plops right back, if you give it a slight nudge...now try doing the circus, with the fidgety rascal on your lap...and the tray in front and the extra icecream ....and your growling tummy screaming blue murder....They say that when a child cycles his legs in the air it gives his legs strength and helps in its growth...so it has to be done....
Now I know how it is to have a child kick, kick , kick your seat from behind, with such a rythmn that even Sivamani will bow his head down....so I try to hold onto those legs in the hopes of stopping the beat....but those escaping feet, just nudges the tray....isn't it supposed to work that way....so what the heck....tray slides back.....food tray and all....and in the process of
stopping the icecream ( the one the extra thoughtful guy has handed over to my oh so cute kid) in the other hand goes flying ....across the aisle, and then I need to hide my plastered smile....way deep down into those unseen bags and junk......

why? why ? And all we think of is the next vacation and where do we go now????

And this time ...its a whammy....first the flight , then the train ride, and then the road trip....with 2 seemingly innocent boys...

I think i'll opt for a tranquilizer for myself!!!!!!

9 comments:

Keshi said...

**Now I know how it is to have child kick, kick , kick your seat from behind

gawwwwwwwd I so know the feeling!

Keshi.

Thinking Aloud said...

i bet , train rides can be a nightmare... well, dady dear doesn't mind so he gets to do it all:)_)

Prats said...

@keshi
Oh the nightmare of backseat kicking!!! I guess it just wont leave us :)

@thinking aloud
Hey welcome here...so long as the daddy doesn't know what he's getting into :)
keep dropping by....

Ziah said...

Prats! Lol!:) All the best..:) Now I'm actually dying to see your kids..:)

And yes! Essential favour!:) I just posted here.. want to know what you think:
http://tellintalltales.blogspot.com/

Love, Ziah!

Tys on Ice said...

kids and travels...to me it sort of is parallel to walking the plank...my wife is gud at it,or so i wud hve her believe....

Prats said...

@tys
aww , is that how i've got conned... :(

Ps said...

Hee hee--oh yes--i know that situation.Luckily for me, mine are much older now and can take care of themselves esp in 'loo' matters.For you,"This too shall pass!"

Niall said...

...and the result is that once you actually are on holiday, it takes two days to recover from getting there...then once it's all over and you're back home..you realise that all the stress and hassel has left you needing......a holiday!

:-)

Prats said...

@ps waiting eagerly for that "time" .Hopefully it'll be exciting for me, and less traumatic for the lil ones.

@Niall :Thank you so much for dropping by. And you said it perfectly, this after holiday , holiday is what we parents need...keep dropping in