I learnt this from the cheesiest character in my most favorite sitcom F.R.I.E.N.D.S, not that I reflect upon everything she says, but this one in particular popped back out of my ROM (dedicated to dialogs from F.R.I.E.N.D.S.) a couple of days ago because of something I did.
I do not think all humanity could have been summarized so beautifully, yet obliquely, in just six words. As Phoebe puts it; if you do something nice, it makes you happy, which makes it selfish!
Sunday, September 14, 2008
The art of killing time
I wonder if, when airports were designed, anybody gave a thought to what all purposes they could serve. Airports are great places, where you can see time being butchered all around. Waiting for the boarding, after baggage check-in and security check, is like being stuck between earth and moon. Airports, in fact, inspire you to innovate new ways of killing time.
For some, it includes ignoring a nagging child to chat away to glory on the cell phone; for some others, it might involve reading an interesting thriller's last few pages; for yet others, it might mean all the time in the world to reflect upon things and pen their thoughts. Another very interesting way is to just stop everything you are doing, sit and watch.
Only a port for international travel can show so many colors in one place. And, I do not mean the colors of skin; rather, colors of life. Someone's touring for work, someone's going to see family, someone's going away from family, someone's backpacking around the world, someone's traveling for health facilities, someone's traveling to study.
The only places that resemble an airport in my eyes is the Times Square. The only second place (probably in my knowledge) where you just have to stay for two minutes to see people from all parts and walks of life.
Well, that's my boarding call. I'm off!
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