Since the week after October 11th, I haven't been glued to the news in a manner that didn't allow me to function. Until today, miracle at 30k feet. I was starting to work (from home), when I got a notification that a plane triggered a hijacking code. I kept my phone near me, and as it became clear there was something real, I turned on the news on youtube, and literally couldn't move. Baruch Hashem, miracles, heroism by the pilot and by the Israelis on board, and a disaster was averted. I mean a real disaster, as it came out the next week that the goal was to crash into BG airport. And something about the story coming out made it feel like the Megillah of Purim. One thing happened to be that led to another thing that happened to be - and if any of the things in the chain didn't work in that manner, it would have all been over. thingfs like when the little girl went to the bathroom, and the pilot opening the door at the right time, and other pilots happening to be on the plane, etc.
