My First Flight
Two years ago I had a chance to travel by air. My father works in a foreign company. They offered four tickets to my father to visit Nepal. It was a two hour journey from Dhaka to Kathmandu. We started at 8 a.m. from our house. After completing all the formalities we entered the waiting room. I was just getting excited when I would get into the plane. At last that moment came. We got into the plane at 9.45 a.m. After taking our seats the airhostess showed us how to fasten the seats.
Soon after I had seated myself there, the sound of the engines rose to a roar as moved off, and gradually its speed. Then it was with a feeling of surprise I noticed that the ground was at some distance beneath me. As the plane went higher and higher up in the air, a strange sensation ran through my body.
When the plane was at sufficient height, I looked through the pane of window. The big buildings looked like small spots of beauty. The sky was clear. Everything looked new and strange. Men and women seemed to be like so many Lilliputians creeping here and there. Big trees and bushes appeared very small and the waving corn seemed to be nothing but small grass. The rivers appeared to be like a thread of water.
But the most beautiful thing was the scene around me. I saw clouds floating here and there. Sometimes I felt like a bird flying in the air. After some time the machine began to glide downward.
We flew over the roofs of many houses. At one place we were very near the roof and I felt that we were going to touch it. After flying for a long time in the air, we at last touched the earth. The plane landed on Kathmandu Airport with a slightest jerking. When I was passing through the airport, I could not believe that I have travelled by air. The journey was so pleasant and comfortable that I can never forget it.
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