Skydiving

Ever since my son and I consented to confirm skydiving tickets, consternation was ballooning inside us until the moment where we were dropped from a flight at 15K feet for a free fall, which worked like a pin deflating the anxiety-balloon. We had signed up for 8K feet which would've been pretty much like a safe paragliding. But once our harnesses were tightened and we were hi-fived for the adventure, we realised an unexpected upgrade would take us up to 15K feet for this adrenaline-rushing adventure! 

Dive (in tandem), fall (free), float (in parachute), land (on grass) - all in a few minutes, even before I finished praying our parachutes don't play up. The safe landing finally marked the end of the built-up trepidation and conscienc-conflict of putting my son on the line.

Feelings? Petrified! I was as numb as dead to feel anything until the relief (read parachute) unfurled. Once steadied, I desperately skimmed the sky for my son among the bright specs in the sky - my fellow divers. Unable to figure out who's who, I started counting to ensure all of us were safe. But the efforts were of course futile and it wasn't until we all met at the grassy landing area that I rested! Thanks to the go pro shots of tandem master, I'm reliving the moments!!! 

Fun fact: Drop/ fall out of the sky, hitting the ground running, আকাশ হইতে পড়া (astonished) weren't just the idioms we use in our conversations anymore - they were happening!

Without much ado, I'd let you check the captures and decide the pinnacle moment of our extreme sports adventure. 

The Dive

Free falling 

Tapestry of greens laced with blues beneath 

Relief unfurled: Parachute

Landing soon

Landed safely at Prosperine Junior and Senior Cricket Ground - 40 mins drive away from where we took to air