At last, I’m about to land my last flight. After hours of continuous flying, I am too tired for a perfect landing, Within few days I will retire and I will be taken to the scrapyard, that is what my pilots were saying during the flight. In the scrapyard for airplanes. There will be hundreds of other airplanes waiting to be scrapped. We will never fly again in the future. Gone are my glorious past, now I have to face the ultimate truth. Goodbye.