The Hijack

I was in my friend's Audi, when the sliding roof opened and fresh air started coming in. My friend, whose name is Mona, and I were going to San Francisco for a holiday. I must admit that Mona is weird. She packed her 'make up' stuff in her school bag saying, "If I have this school bag it will remind me of my happy memories in school." I rolled my eyes when I saw her doing that. In the Audi,I was trying to do some emailing on my phone with Mona singing some stupid song and eating Lays. We reached the airport and the minute we got down from the Audi, our flight name was being announced telling that our flight is two hours late. It was night time, so we told the driver to go home and not to worry about us. We went to a restaurant to eat food. the restaurant's name was 'Shah Jahan'. The restaurant was high class. The whole time in the restaurant I wondered if we would be able to pay the bill if we pooled in all the money. Without thinking much I, again took my phone and started emailing. When I was half way through, Mona snatched the phone and started reading my email. I let her because it was related to work. I must admit that her voice was very loud. "Dude, Ritz, what is this? We will be going for a holiday and you are still working in the phone. This is not fair." " I am handing the responsibility of the archaeological department to Sid. So, I was just emailing him about the work to be done in the whole month." Mona was about to say something but she suddenly fell quite. At first I was puzzled. Then I realized why she was quite. Everybody were staring at us. They thought we were hired to do this type of a thing and everybody were amused. We bend our heads in embarrassment and soon people came to know that our 'act' was over. They went back to our own business. We had just humiliated ourselves. For the rest of the time there, we didn't speak at all. We quietly ate our dinner and went back to the airport. We had one hour left. So, we checked in and were waiting on the benches. Mona went to sleep and I started working on my phone. Thank the Gods, I had taken such a cool phone. I can do almost anything on it and thank God we will not be meeting any of those people in the restaurant again. After some time, some people came and sat next to us. When they saw us, they started whispering to each other. I didn't bother much and was still emailing. They aroused my suspicions when I heard the name of the restaurant where we had food. After five minutes, they asked me, "Aren't you, and the lady beside you, the people who were hired to do that play. I must say it had a lot of humor. I liked the part you said. You didn't even let that lady speak. From that I remembered, we are going to have a party at our place. Our guests would like some humor. Can I please have your phone number?" I was shocked and staring at them. I didn't know any one could have mistaken us for hired people. I was just about to tell them 'we are not hired people and we had just humiliated ourselves' and humiliate ourselves again. What was I thinking? I didn't know what to tell them. They were looking at me with a questioning look. Just then a flight attendant announced their names and they said, "Ah! That must be us." They literally forgot all about our conversation. I was staring at them. They amused me. I couldn't help laughing on my good luck. But, little did I know that this good luck can change into bad luck and prove fatal for someone. When Mona got up, they were announcing that our flight's boarding gates are open and we can go and board. We went in and, as usual, Mona had forgotten to check her seat thinking that we would get the seats together. My seat was in the front, so we both sat adjacent to each other. Soon, a passenger came telling that the seat on which Mona was sitting was his seat. I checked Mona's ticket and her seat was at the last. We tried to bargain with the fellow to go sit at the back, but in vain. Mona went back and I was stuck with this guy who looked very clumsy. He was wearing, I think, three jackets, a thick denim, his shoes were Reebok which could be very costly and his hair was all messed up. He looked as if he could do anything to anyone. After the plane took off, I went to the lavatory. I saw Mona and saw who was sitting beside her. That guy (or was it a girl?) looked the same like the guy sitting next to me. That aroused some suspicion in me but I let it go. After about two hours the person next to me went to the lavatory. He didn't come back for about fifteen minutes. I started to think what was wrong with him when two people, one guy and one girl came out of the lavatory. The guy was like the person sitting beside me and the girl was like the person sitting next to Mona. Now, both of them were wearing very light clothes and the girl had put some make up. I think she put it in a hurry because it was all messed up. Her hair were beautiful and any guy could fall for her. Their hands, I saw last. They were carrying a gun. How did they get the guns inside? Weren't they checked? Or had they greased the hands of the cops? It didn't make sense at all. Then it all made sense . The people who I met were these people. They were master of disguise. I think they had come to drop the air hostess (the one who called out their names). She somehow got all the ammunition inside and gave it to them after calling them. But how did she get the ammunition in? Wasn't she checked? This question was bothering me. I didn't have time to bother long. The girl grabbed Mona and the guy grabbed one more man. The guy said, "Everybody take out all your valuable things, be it living or non living, on the walkway. I don't want anybody to be smart or you will see these people's brains flying." That time the air hostess came in. She whispered something in the guy's ear and he whispered something back to her. After she went, he told, "The pilot is under our control. If you try something smart, he will make the plane crash." Everybody were scared. Anger was brewing inside me. These people were getting on my nerves. I, suddenly,got up and twisted the gun hand of the girl. The hijackers didn't expect this and everybody were in a trance. Even Mona went into the trance. I couldn't believe it! The man quickly came out of the trance and left the person he was holding and pointed his gun at Mona and said me to leave the girl. Thank God the person was not like that. he immediately grabbed his arms and held it back like I had done to the girl. Everybody now thought that victory was theirs. Everybody started cheering. During this time the grip on the hijacker's hand loosened and he freed his hand and shot him. Everybody fell quiet. He looked with disgust on the dead body. He turned to everybody and said, "If any wants to end their life like that, come and face me." I said, "I want to. What are you without your gun? Just a human being like us. I don't even think you have the guts to fight me without your gun. I f you have the guts, come and fight me without your gun." He said, "Fine." Our fight started. I aimed for his stomach but he blocked and kicked me in my stomach, taking all the air out from me. I got angry and punched on his face. He went back, wincing in pain. Without wasting a second, I charged forward hitting him on the back of his head. He dropped on the seat behind him. I heard the girl gasp. I mustered all my courage and charged forward aiming for the back of his head again. This time he rolled away and kicked me in my stomach. I went back crying in pain. He again came upon me and dropped me to the ground. He got his elbow down in my face and I rolled away. He again got his elbow down on me and I rolled away. Now, I got up and kicked him in his stomach and he fell down. I got my foot down on him and he cried for mercy. I bent down and asked him about his life. He started to tell me, "I am Joseph and she is my sister Josie. Our parents died when we were very young. When I grew up a little, I didn't know about good company and bad company and I joined this group which used to steal small small things. I persuaded my sister also to join the group saying that there was nothing wrong in this group. She listened to me and kept trust in me because I was her older brother. The truth is that I brought her into a group of assassins. Time passed and I became the nominal head of the group, though all the decisions were taken from this flight attendant. later, I realized where I was and wanted to get out of the group but the people threatened me that they will kill us if we left the group. So we continued in it. After some time, we became powerful and started attacking planes. We used to do how we did today and kill every person on board. I beg you please don't tell the police or our lives will be washed in water. Please." That time the flight attendant came. She saw the scene and was about to go in, when a person got hold of her and got her to me. I slapped her and said, "What a merciless person you are! You don't deserve to live." I slapped her again and went inside the cockpit and told the pilot everything was alright and to take the plane to the San Francisco airport. The rest of the time went peacefully. When we got down the airport, there was a hungama there. I was surprised that the news spread much faster than I had thought. On the exit gate I saw my cousin, moving about frantically, every now and then looking up to see if we were there. When he saw us, he beckoned to us to come fast. We went to him and the first thing he said to us was, " I'm sure glad you're alive." I laughed when he said that and replied, "I barely survived." We all started laughing and he took us to his home and showed us around the city. It was a fun time we had there, though, not to mention the hijack!