Honestly, I feel like an airplane that is circling around Tribhuvan International airport, begging for permission to land so that I can bring my passengers to safety. And as much as I indicate to air traffic control about how low my fuel is, it is like air traffic control does not acknowledge my need to land.

I try to scream and beg and tell airtraffic control that it is long past the time that my airplane needed to land. I am already running so low on fuel. And air traffic control is in their own world. They are busy doing airport politics. They are slowly drinking their masala tea. They are busy talking about how much ghoos they have earned by making deals with the bhansar guys. They are busy gossipping and don't at all acknowledge how much distress the pilot of the airplane is, in trying to deliver his passengers safely on the ground.

"Pakhnus na pakhnus. Testo hataro ke bhako chha bhaneko?" they ask me no matter how much I try to explain the emergency.

That is how I feel in dealing with my parents. I am begging to land in Tribhuvan international airport. And air traffic control is not giving me permission to land. Meanwhile I cannot land in any damned place because that could comprimise the safety of my passengers and ruin the airplane. I am trying to avoid unnecessarily crash landing and killing both passengers and ruining the airplane. 

Now, since I cannot just keep watching the fuel indicator go lower and lower, out of sheer desperation, I am calling other airports in the area so that they will give me permission to land in their airports. I am simply trying to prevent crashing and killing my cargo. And no matter how much I beg and plead my case to the Airtraffic control in Tribhuvan International, their agenda is else where and they continue to ignore my distress signal.

It is soooo frustrating. It makes me so angry. And yet, it is these same bastards permission that I need to be able to land my cargo.

What to do? I feel so conflicted.

Now finally out of sheer frustration and anger at "air traffic control" I have come to sajha and am shouting "May day, may day, are there any airports in the area that will help me? I need to save my passengers. Please I beg you. Please don't let my airplane crash."