When the engines start to growl and the steady hum grew loud until as if on cue it peaks off. Next thing you know is you are so deep in your seat, the plane accelerating a tad faster than you did. That is the best feeling. Even with the discomfort of pressure imbalance waging silent wars in your ears, I don't mind in fact that adds to the whole experience.
Then, as eventful as every nightsleep. Not eventful in the least.
An hour pass. Two, eventhough it felt longer. Another half of half an hour. And the announcement. Sighs of relief all around, as if the past two hours in flight had been a competition for whoever can hold their breath longer and the announcement was that of the name of a winner, if any.
There was no game in reality. But for me there was. In a faraway place called Panem. I let out a sigh too - because it means my brand of game has to stop now.
The descend. Again the war of air in, air out. This time it's not so calm and I had to chew mentos to help fight off the worse of it. The lights was dimmed. Standard protocol they said though I don't see the point.
It was then that I chanced a look out the oval window. Night had fallen and I didn't even realise. I also saw stars, clusters of it - sprinkled evenly by God's hands. Each sparkling in and our of existence at regular intervals. In and out, in and out. Or so I thought. But then I saw a cluster of stars I recognize immediately. These were closed-dotted; a familiar sight in cities: the multicoloured beams of cityscape.
Wait. Since when this stars drop to the earth? Or was it that in my two-hour journey - oblivious as I was - our cities have risen to the heavens? No, both of it doesn't make the tiniest of sense. I squinted in the dark as if the smaller I made my eyes, the clearer it would be. Of course, it did not help if only reduce the amount of light entering my eyes and thus its ability to see.
Later, when we were low enough, and the city lights helped me see better, I found a star so close I could just make out its mast and sails. Boats. Hundreds of them! Littered across the dark sea and I also figured why they were zoning in and out: the nimbus of clouds were so dense in certain sections of the night sky that they completely blocked all light.
In that moment I fell in love. I have fallen for she who I haven't even touch, she who I have not even set my foot on. Love at first sight. But a fit was already forming deep in me. I didn't see anything. And that was why I loved her.
Love without a sight. That was our tie, our bond. And it was way better than those movies where the first eye contact means the world because I haven't laid eyes on her but she's already had me head over heels.
-posted from my phone. soory for any misspellings