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A dialogue with our fragile past

Updated: Jan 17



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As we grow older, gracefully accepting the physical and emotional changes in a gentle manner, we hold within us the scars and praises deep in our conscience. I have experienced the way old dialogues actually happening in front of my eyes, my retaliation, my innocence at times and also feeling of being goons, stupid and perhaps naïve.

That's where you encounter the generation gap. -- I wonder if I was foolish, naïve, idiotic, or clueless, perhaps a combination of all these.

In truth, understanding oneself is quite difficult, as in today's world, there aren't enough words to assess yourself. You often feel lost, and why? Because even if I wish to discuss it, people won't comprehend since the mindset and understanding are words apart. And as it said in Buddhism , if you can conquer yourself you have conquer the world.

Why talk about a past that seems irrelevant now? Our relationship with ourselves is inextricably tied to our past, regardless of whether we acknowledge it. Are individuals today intrigued by the history and accomplishments of aviation? And why is that important? Is it our ethical responsibility to express love and yearning for humanity, despite its imperfections?

These questions arise in my mind because my life revolved entirely around airline development, acquiring new aircraft, training the crew, and traveling to various destinations. The airline was expanding, and our personal lives were also taking shape in different ways.

Those were the times when mobile phones and the internet were not accessible. We kept a diary to record flight duties, any special activities such as appreciations or complaints, crew disputes, and more. There was always a note about important events, whether it was a PTA meeting at the children's school, my husband's ship arriving at a port, or any other significant occasion. What I'm trying to express is that life revolved around and was integrated with the flying duties, creating a merged persona. And that is how I grew up and I loved it and still I cherish those moments. Is it true with all kinds of job that life takes its shapes and designs or vice versa to align in a perfect picture!

Without the flying duties which became an integral part of my development acting as an aesthetic compasses , It would not have been possible to take the responsibilities in the world. If we want to be at home in this topsy turvy world , we must try to take part in a dialogue with our fragile past.

If it weren't for the flying duties that were essential to my growth and acted as an aesthetic guide, I wouldn't have been able to assume responsibilities on a global scale. To find solace in this chaotic world, we must engage in dialogue with our delicate past. These practices align our thinking with the present status quo, fostering a reassuring coexistence between the past and the present. Once you encounter this deep sensation, you achieve peace and harmony with yourself and your environment.

Many of you are likely experiencing a turbulent transition in life, making it difficult to find time for deep reflection. Now that I am retired and have ample free time, I can write and speak about it, driven by my passion to explore life's intricacies.

I do understand the time factor but it is always wise to concentrate on oneself and lay over is the best time with the flying crew. Just be a little selfish and engulf yourself with nitty gritty of life, what events made you happy? what is the deep desire in you to make others happy ? and many many more depending upon the latest happenings in life , professionally and personally.

I missed these opportunities because I didn't have a mentor (not that I'm claiming to be yours). My understanding was mostly theoretical; I was inexperienced and mischievous. You could say I lacked wisdom. I hope you can learn from my experiences and use them to your advantage, turning them into guiding principles. Perhaps this will help you find some fulfillment.

Would love to hear from you all ! Looking forward.


 
 
 

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