Today, a conversation with a fellow blogger reminded me about my trip to India a few years ago...post 9-11.
It was for business.... so i didn't get to explore much but i still had a great time.. After all, every meal was paid for and i was treated like a WEE-I-P (VIP). :D
I had to take several internal flights around India.... and i hated it.. because they were so strict and it was very troublesome..but we all had to go through it because of those stupid terrorists! grrrr
Before you board the plane, your hand luggage will be scanned once through the x-ray machine. Then you will go through a room (men and women will be separated) and the guards will scan your body with the metal detector. After you get the all clear, you'll proceed to the waiting area.
And before you actually get into the plane, there will be another check. This time, you'll have to open your luggage! Very long process!
Anyway... i was stopped twice.
First time, they detected a tweezer in my luggage.. Yes a tweezer.. this harmless little tweezer.
They made me open my cabin bag and scanned every single pouch i had.
How to hijack a plane with a tweezer?? You tell me?? Threaten the Pilot with it? If he doesn't let me have my ways, i shall pluck out all his eyebrow and every single hair on his body with the tweezer! Muahahahahaha!
The second time, it was in Bangalore... I went into the room where the lady guard scanned me with the metal detector...
Indian female guard : Vat is that?
Me : huh?
IFG : The sound.
Me : Huh?
IFG : This sound! *detector passed by my breasts and it starts to beep*
Me : eh? Oh!
IFG : Vat?!?!
Me : It's the wire from the bra. *blushing*
IFG : Vat wire?!?!
Me : Er.. underwired bra..
IFG : Vat?!?!
Me : Bra? with wire? support? Wire?
IFG : Vat? *blank look on her face*
Me : er.... *lifts up blouse, points at bra* this one! the wire! this one.. you know?
IFG : hmm.. *feels the wire on my bra!!* oh! ok! You can go.
I don't think they have underwired bras in India.. hmmm Or maybe the indian female guard didn't know that such a thing exists... hmmmm