Kalki Koechlin, in her new poem, takes us on a journey aboard an 'airlines' called Modern Life. First published in antiserious.com, the poem has a message and serves more as a wake up call than the soothing sweet nothings flight attendants often utter on board. Read on.

And for the less ambitious,

We have a box of loans,

A box of presold homes

A box of all your debts and fees

And your life sentence please.

What?

What sir?

What can I get you?

Nothing?

You don’t want to buy anything?

What about a five star hotel?

To get you out of this hell?

Hmmm?

Clean white linen and fresh towels,

Permanently crisp flowers in your vase,

Shiny, Cadillac cars,

And sauve jazz bands playing in bars.

Champagne, truffles

And the scuffles

Of smiling attendants with little white napkins

To match their little black uniforms

And music and television

And little salted peanut packets

To eat with your little bottle of whiskey,

With the ice and water complimentary.