It was long since I started staring at aeroplanes ( ബീമാനം in my words ).. I think I was with my siblings in mud and stones- were we all turned around towards that beautiful fly with heavy noice... I never stopped looking at it even at the middle of noon where sun stands right over your head - I kept looking at it closing one eye to manage those sun-rays falling on to your cornea - making you blind, and at times I switched the eye to manage the strain of those rays Every time we stopped the game , just to follow that big bird flying Nothing bothered me watching it , even if it was at the middle of school assembly, just a quick flick to stare.... Every time I saw the bird- thought soon a day I will fly in or at least would see in front. But days went away .. moved from LP school to UP school.. nothing changed.. One day ..went to pick up my uncle who was coming from Muscut to Calicut,at calicut airport .in fact - it was not to see uncle rather t...