Today, as i was about to sign off for the night, rather for the early dawn itself, since i just ended my flight duty at around 2:45 in the morning, i happen to read the news flash. A Malaysian Airline aircraft was just missing. News like this came as a punch in the stomach. I cannot take it lightly, Im working for one. The sooner i finished reading some articles, the more i dig for informations. Television blaring, internet sites popping. Suddenly, I am not so keen on going to bed and sleep anymore. Suddenly, it felt so gloomy. Suddenly, i felt scared. For my work. For the people on board. For their next of kin.
It is a known fact that working in airline industry has higher risk than working on land. It was always justified, salary-wise, and so they say. But let me point it out, despite of the risks, almost always it is the safest. Upon hearing the news, i cant help but to feel a little bit unsecured of that saying. An aircraft as big as Boeing 777, suddenly disappearing in an airspace was a big deal. With the totality of souls on board, 239, it was a magnitude. I fly these kinds of airplane, every now and then, that is how i knew. As familiar as i was with the cabin mechanism, we all know that anything can happen during phases of the flight. I just cannot imagine what happened to them. I do not want to.
As of the moment, there are no official statements regarding the whereabouts and the outcome of the disappearance. Though we can expect for the worst so as to be prepared, we can also stay positive, and be hopeful for their safety and that everything will be alright. All our questions will be answered in due time. Meanwhile, we should extend our support by including them in our prayers, the people on board the aircraft, as well as their relatives and loved-ones. God bless us all.