Day: Thursday
Location: Watsonville Municipal Airport
I had thing little crazy thing in my mind about heights from a very early age. Whenever I am on a high rise building or any great height for that matter, i always used to ask myself the question "What happens if we fall from here?" Although the answer is the same every time, it didn't stop me from thinking about it. I always wanted to experience the feeling of falling.
Anyways, skydiving, for me is not exactly a fascination but more of a doubt. Sometimes, i feel it's not my cup of tea and most of the time i convince myself that i would attempt it at a later part in my life, which was bugging me for a while and i had to get it cleared off my head. So i decided to give it a shot.I wanted to see whether i could push myself to the limit and take the leap of faith.
It was a cold and cloudy morning and after a few instructions, i was all geared up and ready to go. I still couldn't believe what i got my myself into. I was neither excited nor scared. It was more of a confused state of mind. It was curious.
All I remember asking the pilot was "Are we there yet? Are we there yet?"
After a few minutes, at 13,000 ft. the pilot replied "Ok, this is it".
Not until the door opened and i felt the sudden gush of wind, that i realized that this is no joke. That's when the reality of it struck me.
With one leg on the wheel of the plane and the other hanging in midair, I had to make a split second decision. Whether to jump or get back to the base, drive back home and pretend nothing happened.
And then i realized that if i bail out at that moment, i would have to live with that uncomfortable feeling of regret for a very long time. There was no turning back.
I had to do it...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQE9UVAq6Rw
-Varűn: 11-01-09
