There was a time when Air travel was a luxury and meant only for the elite. Common man had only dreams and a vision of travelling by a plane.This is not the case anymore. Hence, this poem can be appreciated not only by those in this profession the world over, but also by many who have flown as passengers. This is based on my experience as a cabin crew during the past decade. 

LIFE OF A CABIN ATTENDANT

There goes the alarm at an unearthly hour,
Waiting for me is a chauffeur driven car. 
Draping my sari now is a two minute job,
But there’ve been times when it did make me sob.

Hair-do and make up, at a very fast pace 
Hundreds of people I’ve got to face.
Circulars, manuals and check lists in my bag 
Make my trolley heavy and difficult to drag.

Now I’m all set to fly
Up in the partly blue sky

Rostered for a flight but ending up elsewhere 
Now I don’t think that’s really fair.

Finally on board with all checks done 
Before I know it, boarding’s begun.

Passengers truly are very entertaining
Though some are nasty and quite irritating.

A tall hefty man with baggage heavy as can be
Failed to stow it himself, expecting help from me! 
This is an airplane and not a bar, 

Demanding 'Patiala peg', he’s going too far!

A couple complaining of seats so far
Wish I could ask "never been apart, even an hour?"
The heat is killing I do agree,
But a dozen water bottles, just coz it’s free?

For the nth time the call light comes on,

This isn't a game daddy, please teach lil' John. 
Service done, I heave a sigh of relief 
There comes a disgruntled one wanting to meet the chief.

When its time to fill my growling tummy ,
One black coffee for a hassled mummy! 
Seat belts fastened and seats upright,
I notice a few, pale with fright

We touchdown, indeed a fine landing 
I now hear some heartily applauding. 
Wearing a smile throughout the flight,
Be it early morning or late into night.

Glamorous and fun surely it is,

Small things that mattered I've had to miss.
Its all the same, Sunday or Monday .
What matters is my 'Off'' the 7th day.

I hope to be home on new year's eve ,
Whole of December spent wishing for leave,
I visit new places and shopping lists I make ,
But see while you were asleep, I was awake.

Always there to reach you safe and sound,
Only few realize this, sadly I have found .
Believe it or not, all this is true, 

Cheers to my colleagues, all cabin crew!