In January 2017, my family and I were going to India for two weeks. We were excited to go to India as it had been more than a year since our last visit. As soon as we boarded the plane, I rushed to my seat, which was a window seat. In front of me, in the window seat, was a boy of about eleven years, and in the other two seats were his younger sister, in the middle seat and younger brother, in the aisle seat. Their parents were seated across the aisle. About half an hour after takeoff, the boy in front of me reclined his seat, with which I was fine. But after sometime, he reclined his seat even more, which caused the seat to cover the window and block my view. I couldnt see anything outside the window and after sometime my knees began to hurt too. Just then his sister started throwing tantrums and none of her brothers cared. At this
point, I wanted to pour water on their heads. As their mother turned towards her children, she saw me talking to my mother, with a frustrated and annoyed face, pointing at the seat in front of me. She understood what I was talking about and asked her son to pull the seat a little, to which he replied no and put on his headphones, looking out of the window. He started reclining his seat more and this time I kept my head on the seat to push it in the front. This continued for sometime before I gave up. In the end, I was physically and mentally exhausted and all I wanted was to get out of the airplane. Two weeks later, we were in the airport, waiting in a line to board the flight back to Oman, and I noticed that it was the same family from the previous flight, in front of us. All I could do was pray that they dont sit in front of me.