Aircraft

I was standing on some road when a flight took off from the nearby airport. It came from 6 o’clock. The plane looked a bit modern, but what concerned me was the altitude. Though it was not alarmingly low, it was indeed not enough after a 10km takeoff. Just as this thought passed the flight just went straight up without any nose tilt. At some point I could see the blue colour from the tail from where the engine was being ignited. Before the thought that it was odd was registered in my head the aircraft was doing multiple zigzag maneuvers, 360 degree flips and a 3G drop. Soon it was no more in my visible range.

All of this was happening in less than 10 secs. I was awestruck. The carrier looked like a normal one in those times, probably something similar to the one they used in interstellar for getting out of a planet. I was trying to process what I saw. It was not a passenger carrier. If it were, the pilot would have just lost his or her license. Or it was in danger. But things somehow felt to be not in danger. The feeling that one has when seeing something for the first time, the feeling of new, but not the feeling of out of the world. Somewhere in the corner of my brain it said that it is a possible new manufacture and nothing alien.

Sound was getting closer again. Clearly it is making another pass through. I wanted to leave no doubts this time. It came from the same direction, 6 o’clock to me. But this time the ceiling was open. Craft just flipped and I could see what was it like inside of the plane. There was a guy and a girl, probably in their twenties, screaming out loud in fun. She had something in her hand, a big black machine that looked like a bigger form of drone that could fly at the pace of a “faster” “modern” aircraft like the one she was in. What worried me this time was that she seemed super high and was trying to get out of the craft. She was trying to launch the drone from within the flight whose ceiling was open. Aircraft slowed down so that she could do it.

She carefully released the drone-like-thing from her hand and it moved away from the aircraft, downward. But it was not dropping. I saw the guy for one last time. His eyes were closed. His lips had a smile that was super wide - one that I had seen on people after going on a roller-coaster. He was not concerned about what she was doing. He was rejoicing the experience he just had.

The aircraft just went somewhere. The drone was still there. It was warming up. It just had its blades come out. Long, very long blades. Ones similar to a helicopter. But this looked much sturdier. It was waiting. Pointing itself in the direction from where the aircraft came twice before. It was preparing for some action. And then I could see a huge lens. Ones that I saw on a big telescope. It was some military grade camera. That could capture the action of the aircraft to minutest detail, at a frame-rate that I could only imagine. The lens was the only shiny thing on the drone and it reminded that it was already dusk and probably up there the sun was just setting. That was a new business. Entertainment activity. Next generation roller-coaster-like experience. And even better, it was being filmed with a personal gadget of one of the people who were experiencing the whole thing. I could hear the aircraft coming back. And then I woke up.

Level of details, lack of slightest doubt about all of that happening and the fact that my brain is able to create such sensible futuristic dreams is what I am awestruck even more now!

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