Intriguing bit of prose.

Airport




He threw the coke can into the dustbin. He was careful
not to spill the left over coke on the dustbin because
it looked so clean. He walked towards the row of
check-in counters and found his airline counter. There
was one old man and a woman talking to the cute
looking airport staff at the counter. There was one
counter named Information. He directly went for that
and enquired about the delay in the scheduled flight.
He was informed due to some technical snag the flight
is delayed by an hour.



"Can't they do anything proper in this goddamn
country" he walked away from the counter.



He saw the old couple struggling with their hand
luggage. He felt sorry for them and walked towards
them and helped them carrying their luggage.



He took them to the check-in gate and had them seated.
He took a seat near by to them.



"You are also waiting for the same flight?" the old
woman asked with lot of love.



"Yes Mam" he replied.



She offered him a cookie. He took it and tasted it.



"Thanks for the cookie Mam it is very tasty."



"She always makes the best cookie" the old man told
which made the woman blush.



He kept his bag between his legs and took out a
magazine and poured over it.



His attention was brought back to the real world by a
child crying. He turned to see a small child was
getting beaten by its mother. His fists clenched on
seeing the lady's act and he immediately got off from
his seat and went to the lady and stopped her act.



"Are you crazy? Such a lovely child" he took the
crying child in his arms and kissed it.



The mother angrily took the child back from him gave
him a cold stare and went to her seat.



"Crazy people" he shook his head and walked back to
his seat.



The announcement came that the flight was ready for
boarding.



He saw people rushing to the boarding gate. He saw the
old couple struggling. He helped them get in.



Everybody was seated. The child who was beaten by the
lady was now smiling at him. The child had a toy in
his hand. The doors shut and the flight started its
course on the runway.



"Good Morning Ladies and Gentlemen this is the
pilot.." the voice came through the internal speakers.



The flight took off without any issues. He sighed and
unbuckled his seat belt. He felt uncomfortable wearing
it. He walked towards the restroom.



The old lady smiled at him. He smiled back. He walked
past the kid and gave a light pinch on its cheek. He
looked at the mother of the child and said "Sorry."



He came to the restroom closed the door. He washed his
face. Took the paper towel and dried his face. He
could still smell the cookies in his hand. He smiled
to himself.



He removed his shirt. There was a flat plate attached
to his stomach. It had a feather touch button with
inscription "Press to blast".



He pressed.