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Mangalore Air Cash

Standing in a long line I kept to myself the information that there had been a plane crash in Mangalore. I was told over the cell phone and was warned not to let others know. Why work people up over it just when we were about to board? But I did land up telling a mother and daughter who smiled their appreciation and chucked my daughter under her chin when I let them shuffle in the line ahead of me. The mother said we were in 'his hands' and I nodded. He? The one? The universe? Its all the same. When our time is up its up. My heart went out to those who died and those left behind. We all got on the plane. I buckled my kids in and then buckled myself in. Grabbed the mags, had the expensive but delicious 'airwich', landed safely, took a cab home, did some exhausted out of my eyeballs grocery shopping, cooked dinner for my kids and crashed on my dusty pillow. What stayed with me through the day is that when its time to go we all gotta go -immutable karma and all that jazz. RIP