So, my two-month-long summer vacation began on 7th May 2014, thus completing one year since this story took off !
Thank you, thank you…
It’d been a great run, throughout the sophomore year. Another year of surviving college, enjoying hostel life, being seniors, making friends. We had grown, no more mere ‘first-years’, now experienced, independent.
This vacation was no less epic than the one a year ago…
However this time, the plans were less recreational and more academic.
As I had written before, I was going for a coaching in Bhubaneswar in summer. In an organization called CTTC. I had signed up for two software courses in June. So, for the rest 3 weeks of May, I was stuck at home.
My friends in other colleges still had their exams coming. So, I decided to make a good use of the time. I got two books on two software – SolidWorks and MatLab. The plan was to finish them by May.
Vacation Started !!!
The vacation had an awkward start. Attending a marriage ceremony of some cousin I’d never met.
A place buzzing with relatives, little-known or unknown. Among that crowd, I found just two guys of my age group, technically nephews. They seemed to know more people than me. So I tagged along, listening to their blabbering to pass my time.
On 16th May, somebody mistakenly recharged my number with 200 rupees 😀
I got my first digital camera, a Nikon CoolPix L29, specifically for my Bhubaneswar tour. I also got a stroller, to carry my immense luggage. 🙂
Some time around then, Brian was back at college and toiling for a project under one of his professors. Well, not exactly ‘toiling’, unless you believe him !!
So, on 23rd May, I went to hostel to give him a li’l company. More importantly because I wanted to see a movie…
By 27th, my mom had started some serious fussing about my preparations. Then she began taking matters into own hands. And hence, by the evening of 30th May, I was all set.
Night at the station
At 9 pm, after having dinner, dad drove me to the nearest railway station. I boarded the next available train to Howrah..
I reached Howrah around 2 am, so about five hours to kill. I chained the trolley to a seat, and using the back pack as pillow, dozed off.
At about 5 o’clock in the morning, I finally woke up, brushed, had a coffee, and sat down on a seat checking out the hustling-bustling crowd passing by. By around 7 o’clock, my train arrived at the station. I found my seat and loaded my luggage.
At just about 7:20 am, with a minor jolt and a loud whistle, the train began moving. And thus began another exciting trip.