And the plane was going up in the air…things were getting left behind. The airport walls, the runway, the people, the identities everything was getting blurred. Here I was up in the air, inside a plane hanging in between a sky above and clouds below. Though I was not alone and had few more fellow beings nearby, but that was it, this was the new definition of world left to me now. The conventional definition of world had no more significance in the mid air. So, between an endless sky and clouds, here I was. There was no more North, or South or up and down for me. Completely aimless and groundless and hanging somewhere, I had lost my identity. The identity which was cultivated or rather many times imposed on me for so many years was lost in a moment. Nothing mattered anymore. For a moment I started to think, which world I belonged to. The one which I had come from and claimed to be very much my own, or the one in front of me. My body, my name, my friends, anyone I had known, th