B(r)AGging Rights!

On a recent overseas trip, I had some waiting to do upon landing at the airport, so decided( after the usual polite skirmish with sweat, suede and swear words) to be an inno scent bystander next to the baggage carousel as it aimlessly(and somewhat unabashedly) went around in circles. So here’s the 360 Degree on it, motivated, well, by bags of time! Yes, seemed like an endless weight!
– The absolute nonchalance with each and every piece of baggage gets treated once it finds its (p)ride of place on the carousel has convinced me that the carousel is the only place in the world that is completely agnostic to brands.Tumi, Louis Vuitton, Delsey, Tommy Hilfiger, Samsonite( lends itself to daytime use as well, not to worry!), American Tourister(open to all nationalities, mind you), VIP, BOSS, Echolac, Safari( as you go from one concrete jungle to another)…all came (and went) alike. The message was loud and clear. Rest in Piece…till such time your owner gets a handle on you! And you come to grips with…well yourself.

– Nowhere will you see a better study in contrast. The bags taking its own sweet time to get to where it ought to, unabashedly relaxed, clinically unrepentant, approaching arrogance ( I am the BOSS here, you better give me the VIP treatment, I am an Echo(lac) maniac), do not intrude on my hammock style existence.On the other side, the owners: anxious, impatient, irritated, worried, chaos personified.

– The bags I tell you love drama (and some gymnastics as well). Every now and then they bring you to the edge as they salsa, spin and swirl but manage to stay on top of the carousel. That in the process they knock off a few socks from ankles and uncles is a different story. Really edge of the seat stuff! 

– The area surrounding the baggage belt is actually a medical practitioner’s delight. The ideal place to easily diagnose the following including but not restricted to: Slip disc, Parkinsons, Blood Pressure, Hypertension, Colour blindness…is it blue or green? And the real owner sees red in the bargain. If you don’t mind, could you please help me offload the bag – I travelled light this time-it’s just 97 kgs( any more and she would have had to hire a cargo plane).Imagine Mrs Gupta flying off the handle saying ” mere tho bag hi khul gaye “!

– Do you think the carousel is an ideal candidate for acute nausea? Imagine going around in circles, hour after hour, day after day- where does it begin? And where does it end? The journey or the destination? Flight or fight? Methinks its happy to be a spin doctor!
– So the next time you travel, let me unravel this- carry XS baggage. Xtra Small. Give the carousel a break…not break it(remember they say never do anything in excess!)..unless of course you want to see some Delsey, all at sea! Boss, it makes no sense Tumi! Wait- I will ask Tommy– maybe HILFIGER it out!

“Life truly is a journey, and the less baggage we carry the easier the ride.” ~ Wally Amos