When people around, you're sort of smiling to yourself because you're in the box. They don't know you're in there and everything is normal, seems normal, but it's not. There was no fearful aspect to it all. Not at all. When you landed in India, what happened? Well, the plane again, I opened the hole. Do you expect the hole to be open each time you come into an airport? This time they took me out. It's about 4300 miles from Paris to Mumbai. He brought a book, which he could read using the flashlight he brought. The Bedside Esquire,. A collection of short stories that had been published in Esquire