My Airport Body Scanner Adventures

I am writing this while flying over icy Lake Michigan - reminiscing great moments and wonderful friends I have made during my few years in this part of the world. This lake has always amazed me. For its sheer vastness. For its seeming calm. And for its relentless ability to blow strong winds on its western shores while blessing eastern Michigan with copious snow. The Lake is always a conversation topic.

But let's talk about something else. About these exciting machines that look like space capsules that you so wanna kiss. You see, back during my childhood, I loved picture books with space capsules. The closed space & white body suits fascinated me and I grew up wanting to be an astronaut.

God was kind. He knew my deficiencies. And prepared me for a job I was better suited for. Yet, somewhere in the overall karmic scheme of things, He has ensured that I am in close touch with my first love.

Yes Ladies and Gentlemen, I am talking about these wondrous machines called Full Body Scanners at airports. Whoever designed them sure had a great sense of humor. I am positive that he wanted travellers to always be mentally alert while traveling. And so designed the game called 'Keep Guessing'.

I passed through the London Capsule last week. Wearing the same stuff  I typically wear. But the London Dude had other plans. He beeped. The screener told me to remove the shoe and pass. Beep again. Turned out that my belt was the culprit.

JFK was a charm. The Glassy Gladiator let me past with my belt on.

Atlanta Cockpit was next. It beeped coz of my 2 micron gold chain. (Question to you Dear Reader: why do these scanners catch a thin chain but NOT chunky gold rings?)

Milwaukee  Miracle was next. It beeped coz I had the belt. At EXACTLY the moment I finished Security Check, the airline paged me to return to the ticketing counter coz TSA cannot open the TSA lock on my suitcase. (Got that? I didn't). 

After going all the way down, I gingerly approached Security Check again. I removed my belt, said my prayers and watched all the TSA staff laugh at me as I approached the Capsule. 

It beeped again. 

This time, it was the gold chain.

Boston, Philly, Mexico City and SFO are next on my list. Dear Airport Scanner, I think I got you figured. I will remove my belt and pack my chain. 

And yet I know you will surprise me. 

Aah.... the joys of flying!!!!

Climbing Mountains with Rahul Dravid

I attended a technical summit today. It was meant to showcase database technologies, cloud computing, analytical advancements and software development principles. Very very geeky stuff that I do not completely understand. And never will.

 

I put myself through this grind only because the Celebrity Speaker was Rahul Dravid.

 

Dravid's 30 minute speech was on "Staying Ahead". It might well have been called "How to be a Complete Man". The crisp presentation was laced with self-deprecating wit and minimal slides. While coming across as extempore, it was clearly very thoroughly prepared. Drawing on examples from his playing days, Dravid spoke about the principles that helped him stay ahead. Here is a (paraphrased) summary:

 

Laying the Platform

I became famous while playing international cricket for 16 years.  But before that, I spent 5 years playing domestic cricket in places like Sambalpur and Hubli. I played on all types of wickets and against all types of spin. My true foundation was laid during this time.

 

Always remember the Chinese bamboo which hardly grows out of the ground for its first 5 years. In the next 6 weeks, it grows to an unbelievable 90 feet. So what does the plant do underground during the 5 years? It lays the platform for the future by creating strong roots.

 

Driven by Success

I scored 95 on my Lord's debut in 1996. While I was very happy with my score, I was of course disappointed that I did not get the other 5. In hindsight, I am glad that I did not because I may have become complacent. While the 95 helped me realise that I was equipped to play at this level, missing the century developed inside me the hunger to do better.

 

Driven by Failure

I was dropped in ODIs in 1999 and felt like blaming everyone. A few days later, I was taken aside and advised I could either sit and blame everyone or try to fix my flaws and do better. So I  became obsessed with analysing my game, identifying my flaws, seeking expert advise, and practicing differently. I went on to score 10000 runs in ODIs, but looking back, getting dropped from ODIs was a very good thing.

 

It All Comes Together
The next 7 years were the best part of my life with everything coming together. I became very adaptable (took up wicketkeeping), played fantastic games like Calcutta and Adelaide, learned from players like Sachin and Anil to never rest on my laurels and worked on my diet.

 

 

Failing Again

The 2007 World Cup was a huge disappointment. Fans who booked tickets a year in advance to watch a likely India vs Pak match were instead treated to an Ireland vs Scotland fare at Barbados. As much as 2007 was painful,  2008-09 was worse.

 

It's one thing to fail when you are young. But failing when you are older is something else because you are watched and scrutinised. It is also very humbling. My past reputation carried me through that period. After a string of bad scores, I was almost certain that I was playing my last game for India since the selectors were about to decide on the team for the New Zealand tour within a week. But I struggled through a 100 in that game and barely got selected.

 

Falling in Love Again

I was soon learning to enjoy the game again and not be too worried about what comes next. Good scores against New Zealand and England followed.

 

Climbing my Mountain

By 2012, I felt I had climbed my mountain and it was the right time to quit the game. I felt that the younger generation must now be given the opportunity. I have no regrets on my decision.

 

So I really have no prescription for success to help you stay ahead. What I have spoken here is my path and you need to figure yours. But I will tell you that it is important for you to figure which mountain to climb. For that, you must also be able to understand yourself. And then do things without expecting much in return. You must enjoy the journey and the process while dealing with both success and failure.

 

What worked best for me are the moments when I played the game for the right reasons, viz. enjoy the game, entertain people and make friends. It was when I started thinking 'What Next' that I was failing. I figured this over time and answers mostly came from within.

 

It was obviously a speech that evoked thunderous applause. And towards the end, answers to two audience questions revealed great maturity and wit.

 

On dealing with sledging: I realised that I did better when I stayed in my bubble. I performed worse when I lost my cool. There are others who could deal with sledging. But I figured that staying in my space works best for me.

 

On how the name 'Wall' came about: You know, I have always suspected it was some news editor who sat in his desk, looked into the future and wanted to be able to say "the wall crumbles" or "a brick comes off the wall" one day. Humor aside, seriously, I have no idea.

 

Watching Dravid speak, it was abundantly clear that nothing has crumbled. Even today, the Wall stands Tall.