Going Home ...

It takes planning one month ahead to get a ticket in Indian Railways and i prefer rail over other modes of travel because it is real india on show in Train travel. You meet people whom you never knew and you won't meet them again but you make abond with them foe your travel time and you keep those memories with you for a long time. As i was going away from rainy Bombay to my home, i felt that this may be last time i am seeing all this greenry and i felt nostalgic for sometime.

After sometime i started talking with fellow pessengers and time just went suddenly and it was end of journey for me.

"Hum chalte hain ab, Shayad phir kisi mod pe mulaqat ho jaaye .."


After this, it was long not so wet road to home and cool breeze with essence of my homeland (though i feel india as my homeland but my village have special place in my heart) and people whom i know very well. They were not running for trains or buses, and they were happy to see me which is not case for me in Bombay or so-other-metro.

I love you all my fellow villagers ...

Rest of diary will come up soon in more break-up manner ..

-- Keep your homeland in your Hearts
- - Kalingaa...

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