New room- Pilot stories Enroute

Introduction

It’s been almost two months living in here in all the darkness and all the smoke. And about HAL all I can say is, NO COMMENTS!! So one of my father’s friends was coming over to Bangalore for work. Concerned about my displeasure in the living conditions, my father asked him to come, look over me, move me into a new room.

So this morning he came over to where i have been living. He immediately called my father and told him that he’s moving me out of there. Later on I got to know that he’s also a pass out from HAL but he doesn’t fly anymore.  So he took me to the place he was living in when he was a student, got me a new Room and also introduced me around.

The new area

He first introduced me to a local laundry guy.  He said, “u know why I’m introducing him to you first”. Now I’m thinking will this Dhobi come and teach me aerodynamics, so he continued talking, “for a pilot, his/her upkeep is the most important thing. you might be great with flying but if you aren’t dressed well, you won’t be respected” and I nodded innocently.

Then he took me to a mess or canteen, it wasn’t very clean or hygienic, but it looked very friendly, he quickly introduced me to the owner and the cooks and also opened me an account. Finally he showed me the nearest ATM and told me “hearing that you are a trainee pilot people might come to you asking for debt, just say you don’t have any money” I said, “yes Uncle”. And it was now 8pm, he walked me to my room and I desperately thanked him for helping me out and he left.

My new room

Now I’m left alone with my new Room and this room I should tell you, is like paradise. It has a huge window, attached bathroom. The whole place smelled like chocolate as there’s a chocolate factory nearby. I’v got a small bed and also a small cupboard.  This meant I didn’t have to carry my things along everywhere I went. In the former place I was living in, my closet and cupboard was the floor underneath my bed. Im in total awe for the room considering where I’m coming from. Though the cost of the room was slightly higher than the previous one, but why not??. The warden came and gave me a few set of rules which I was more than ready to abide by. The smell of fish replaced by the smell of chocolate is something unbelievable for me.

Now as I lie down on MY BED, in MY ROOM. Shared with NOBODY, the phrase I keep telling myself.- “God didn’t bring me this far to leave me” is reinstated into my heart and mind.

Want to get in touch with me??, feel free to contact me or email on sanjithkc@yahoo.com 

Further Information for pilot training on www.dgca.nic.in