It is a brand new feeling. Miles above the ground I am in an aircraft almost wholly surrounded by passengers who are all foreigners to me. The flight from Istanbul to Gaziantep is a short one, a mere 1.5 hours, nothing compared to the 6 hours 45 minutes of the first flight from Mumbai to Istanbul. As soon as the seat-belt sign goes off in the Turkish Airlines flight, crew members start distributing food. In a neatly packed (unfortunately) plastic wrap,  bread, butter and salt is served. It is followed by another question, “What would you like to drink?” Options are given and I pick cherry-drink, a beverage ubiquitously present…