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Persuasive Speech

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How can one be so stupid?

I never traveled on a flight before I boarded one for the USA. I used to ask everyone that did, what the experience was like. How it felt to be travelling through the clouds, how it felt to look down at the planet, tracts of lands, hills and mountains, forests and concrete. Many opined, it felt like travelling on a bus, hurtling down uneven roads. Some said, it was boring, more boring than it may seem or you may expect. You can’t move much, can’t take a walk if your knees ache. Sitting in the same position for long hours is never enjoyable, they said. Someone shared with me a more terrible fact—fluctuating air pressure may rupture one’s eardrums. So, I took unconfident steps onto the first aircraft of my life that took me to Doha, from where I boarded another flight to Boston. I tried to appear confident until I was asked to fasten the seatbelt. I looked around and tried to see how people did that but failed. I didn’t want to ask for my husband’s help—we were still new to each other and I had been consciously trying to maintain a confident and street-wise facade, which he later told me he never thought I was. My husband caught me struggling with the belt and waited for a few seconds just to make a how-can-one-be-so-stupid face while buckling up the seatbelt around my waist.

I won’t remove my marital ornaments

The flight left Kolkata after three in the morning. I was seated in a window seat right next to one of the wings. To my utter

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