Namaskar.
That were the words of the Air Hostess while I entered into the plane on my way to Silchar from Calcutta. The forced-smile on there faces was so hurtening...i can’t explain even. The courtesy extended by them ( few of them)...rather I would say, forced or tired courtesy, was quite boring n sleepy.
Oh..Shit.
We expect some young energetic and beautiful air hostesses at least for the less time we spend into the plane. Isint it.?
Well, , they might be good enough, , but rest is needed more than they are given..or a regular changes. Not the same faces again and again.ahhhh.