Everything possible is being done to make him feel that nothing momentous, like flight, is occurring. At no point does anyone suggest that he and four hundred other strangers of unknown mental-health status are trapped in a 400-tonne aircraft flying thirty thousand feet up in the air relying on equations of energy and velocity that …

You are still young, free.. Do yourself a favor. Before it’s too late, without thinking too much about it first, pack a pillow and a blanket and see as much of the world as you can. You will not regret it. One day it will be too late. Jhumpa Lahiri, The Namesake