Even I still cannot work out how exactly I fell in love with flying, from the time I picked aeroplanes amongst other toys to realising flying as my purpose of life when I was on my first solo flight. I believe the photographs that my mother kept from the Kuwait Airways flight when she was carrying me to Colombo when I was about a 1-year-old, and growing up as a teen around the Colombo airport looking at aeroplanes are the two main factors that made me passionate initially.
However, on my first solo flight in 2010, even before landing I told myself “this is it”, I want to spend my life doing this. Lately, I realised that I rather would fly passengers at a slower speed to connect people than flying bombs at a higher speed.