Just made it…… whuuuuffff .. Its pouring badly outside and the station is a mess… Its filled with a hoard of people eagerly waiting to get out or get inside…. But the rain has stopped them from doing anything…. I love the rain…. I watch it whenever I can… just the feeling of water from the sky pelting hard on the asphalt or the lake or just the smell of wet earth just makes me want to go out and get wet under the black sky…..
But today was different as I was going home…. After 5 months of staying without my friends and my parents I couldn’t wait to go home…. I could almost smell my mom in the kitchen making some traditional Bengali food just for me….. oh man how much I missed home….
They say home is where the heart is and I say they couldn’t be more right in my case….
Somehow I got on the train and put my luggage under the seatand got settled into my seat…. There was no power in the compartment but the light from the station filled the compartment partially illuminating it…. I love this atmosphere … ypu are not totally in the dark and neither are you in a room that is brightly lit….
I love travelling in the train ever since I was a little boy…. It’s the most magical way to see a country… unknown stations.. unknown towns and villages, paddy fields and the rivers that crisscross this beautiful country…
Anyways some people came into my coupe and put their stuff and I got introduced to them.. for these 2 days they were going to be my companion and I like meeting these strange people for just enough time to know them the right amount… and just enough to forget them.. but nevertheless its always been a memorable…. Its always an eclectic mixture of people from different states and different back grounds….
The train left on time and the journey was underway…. I don’t even remember the number of times I have dreamt of this time…. And now that dream had come true…. I had an upper bunk so after sometime I went up and opened my book just to pass the time after sometime I had drifted to a nice nap as the train had chugged along crossing towns, villages and rivers….. but I woke up in the middle of the night to find that the train had stopped at an unknown station and I realized that I was in another state and it felt nice to be a state closer to home…
The next day went without any further incidences and I got to know my fellow passengers but to my disgust no girls… man I hate my luck… but its fun anyways….
By night I couldn’t get any sleep … the anticipation of home was killing me… I couldn’t wait anymore… so I went and stood in front of the door and smelt the wind… it had rained and the air had a sweet aroma…. And I took it all in without any hesitation…. Slowly night had given way to dawn’s light…. And I could feel Bengal in my veins….
The train finally pulled into Howrah… I jumped from the train, ran to the exit and got in a cab… it took me home where warm hugs and steaming luchi and alur dom was waiting…. And I had made it home..
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ReplyDeleteIf I may say so, I liked this post yours far more than the rest. The euphoria of returning home after months of staying in an alien land where you can't identify with neither the language nor the terrain (I didn't fancy my stay in B'lore much) makes you appreciate Kolkata all the more. I like the simple language you use here, not complicated, no camouflage and definitely the "happy feeling" it generates. Nice one mate! Great going... :)
ReplyDeletei hate alur dum.........bt $till......c@n..DU .anything ~~j$t tu go back home.:-)..VERBOSE
ReplyDeleteDescription of rain is wonderful-there is poetry in your prose.... it is bright and colorful, contrary to the dark notes you present..I loved it..it is marvellous! Atlast Shouvik, you come up with something positive! It is a pleasant surprise! I love the rain too, and enjoy it with all the senses except with my skin- I don't like getting wet in it...Was this a dream you had? Or a real incident that had occurred some time ago? Significance of Luchi and Aloor dum makes my mouth water... Keep up the good work mate!
ReplyDeletenice....while reading felt like i m travelling wth ya..travelogue
ReplyDeleteye dude!!!u r ryt there......the feeling of returning home after a long tym...its awesome..n irreplacable...
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ReplyDeletethe entire description of the journey..i think ive told u this before, but il say it again..reading your posts make the incidents come alive, like im actually there..the feeling...