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Why did the security check take so long? said my husband who had
done with his at one of the international airports from where we
were flying to our destination. Oh what an ordeal it has been.
You know as it is these security checks scare me no end and I
envy the metal detector for its power in deciding the fate of
people travelling abroad, I said even as I breathed a sigh of
relief that the whole unpleasant exercise was over.
But the security has to do their duty whether you like it or
not, observed my husband.
You know, my heart missed a beat at the sound
of a beep, beep whenever the man waved the scanner from head to
toe. When he went on repeating the motions my fears grew worse,
I said.
But why did he do that? he let me off in a
jiffy, said my husband.
By the way, did you have something on your
person to arouse his suspicion? said my husband.
Certainly not. You know that I am quite aware
of the rules. The blessed man made me feel like a terrorist, I
said still cursing the guy in uniform.
Probably you scared him and I am glad that
makes two of us, laughed my husband.
This is no time for your stupid jokes, I
retorted.
O.K. tell me how did he let you off? said he,
his tone changing.
An Indian colleague of his came to my rescue.
I thanked the lady immensely for bailing me out, I said.
How did she do that? he asked.
Well, she walked towards him and said
something which was barely audible to me. But lo and behold, her
words seemed to work like magic because he gave me the green
signal soon after and she gave me a smile while pointing to my
saree which was embellished with sequins.
My husband looked foxed. What about your
saree, he said staring at me and let out a loud guffaw as he
seemed to find the answer himself.
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