I remember a conversation between two members of my extended family about the hajj, or the pilgrimage to Mecca, when I was a child. One of them, an elderly lady, had just returned from the pilgrimage and the other, a younger male relative, asked her what it felt like. The lady라이브 바카라 eyes lit up and she said that initially she had been very scared, as it went by so fast, but it was great to soar above the clouds and look down at the earth below from the aeroplane. The gentleman, himself a more widely travelled person, jokingly chided her: “Baaji (elder sister or cousin), I meant the destination, the holy city of Mecca, not how you got there!” This was a time when international air travel was just about becoming something more commonplace for the Indian middle class and therefore retained a kind of novelty to it. There were still stories going around about people making the journey by steamer ship.