On Flying

When I was a little girl, I had this recurring dream.
I was a bird.
Sometimes, I flew over green and fields.
Sometimes, I flew over lakes and rivers.
I flew with a sense of freedom.

This uncanny sense of flying stayed with me for many years.
It also led me to dream of being a pilot or astronaut.
To fuel my dream, Appa encouraged me to write letters to ISRO (Indian Space Research Org) and explore opportunities.

On a beautiful Spring day in 2012, Adi, Kumar and I went parasailing together on 3 seater. Kumar was in the center. Adi and I were on either side of the parasailing seats to balance out the weight appropriately.

The boat took us out to the Pacific Ocean and we para sailed with for glee for a few minutes. That wonderful feeling of freedom I’m flying rushed back to my memory.

The rush of ocean wind on my face and my legs dangling free… the whole feeling of freedom…. the scent of salt water…. all of that was visceral.

To this day, when I take a flight, I am fascinated with the engineering and mechanics of what humanity has made possible.

What recurring dream did you have during childhood?

Flying a Kite on a Hill

Beautiful evening. Clear blue sky. Windy hill. 1 kite. 2 boys. And lucky me.

A Tamil song:
En Pattamae Para Para Para
Vaanam Thaandi Para Para
En Nenjamae Para Para Para
Ellaigal Illai Para Para

(Rough) translation in English:
My kite
Fly fly fly
Fly beyond the sky
Fly my heart
There is no limit
Fly fly fly