Today, during yet another "long" wait at the airport for my travel back home,I recollected a lot of happy and sad memories and journeys I have shared with "AIRPORT" and then a random thought came to my mind... How must an Airport be feeling as it shares such a variety of intense moments with so many people at the same time ...
At departures ...
Airport observes bored sleepy look on the faces of frequent flyers and happiness of families getting ready for their long holidays in some cool resort on some Island. It also observes the joy of kids going back to their own homes after a happy holiday in grand parents place. It shares the rush of people running to catch the flight and long waits for delayed ones.
It shares moments with many students travelling to start their studies in some American university or "Software Engineer kids" travelling for their first "onsite". Most of them not exposed to external world , never travelled out of their country, even for holidays. It can see the uncertainty of travelling to an unknown country, the fear of leaving their parent's shadow in their eyes and yet it can also see lots of dreams of a new beginning, sparkling in their eyes too .
But sadly It can not avoid seeing sorrow faces of grand parents separating from their grand children whom they may see only after an year or so. It can not avoid worried eyes of the parents saying good bye to their children with eyes full of tears as well. It has to witness the families stopped by security people, still standing for long time to see the last glimpse of the dear ones moving away through the departure gates. And it has to experience the grief and anxiety of the son travelling eagerly to say good bye to his demised father.
At arrivals ... there is an equally emotional scene.
Here the airport can see some exhausted travellers returning from their business visit or holidays, some eager and astonished faces trying to gauge the new place, some worried eyebrows thinking of "How to convey family about their safe arrival?". It also smiles at the people coming back to home after fulfilling their dreams.
It not only shares sleep of the hotel stalwart waiting for yet another new guest but also the anxious looks in the eyes of families waiting with flowers and checking each person coming out of the gate, thinking it will be their beloved. It wipes the tears of happiness on the face of father holding his baby for the first time or a husband holding his wife in his arms after a long separation...
May be that's why I sometimes feel airport is like a "Saint" who sees all yet keeps on working day in and day out without getting emotionally involved in the joys and sorrows of the people who share their intense moments with it ...
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