Life Wont Give You Second Chance..(#YourStoryIndia)

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We Moved Down. It Was Bright Windy Eve At Marine Drive. I had another Look at My Watch, It Shows 5:50. Light Orange Colour Skies With Those Wintery Winds Were Mesmerising That Moment, but only Bore to see Was Harsh Face.

"Start the Story.. " I Said.

From Now Harsh Interprets Story, Now Consider Harsh as Me.

No2 Platform,
Surat Railway Station,
3:45 PM.

"Are we late Dad?" I Asked in Rush Mood.

"Nope We Are At Time, Train Will Be Arriving In Minutes" Dad Answered Back.

Silence All Over Between Me And My Family. I was About To Leave Some Fantastic Memories In Surat. I Woud Be at Kolkata after 24 Hours From Now, Many Of Thinking Going On My Head.

Am i doing right? My Heart Ask Mind a Question.

Shut Up! That Was My Dream and Dont Interfere in that! My Mind Flattered.

I turned to have look at my Mom. She Had Tears in her Eyes. My Mind Ordered To Leave Her and Turn Around. But This Time My Heart Wins. I Get Upto Her.

"It Would Be All Okay, Mom" Tears On My Eyes, Whooping Smile On My Face.

"But.. " She Stop, I Knew She Won't Be Able To Tell Anything This Time.

" It Is Matter Of 2 Years and We Will Talk Daily at Skype Nah." I Said Like It Was Just Matter Of a Week. But i want her to be happy at that time.

Train Had Arrived. One Of Most Busiest Station In Gujarat. Many Passengers Leave Out. While Many With Me Prompt In.

I Gave a Big Hug To My Dad, And Left Out Without Saying Up Nothing. They Waved Me, I Waved Too.

Kolkata Railway Station.

New City For Me. I Dont Know Much About Kolkata at that time. But When You Have Dreams That Will Come True, You Wont Matter Surrounding. Two Things I Know About Kolkata, Bengali Mother Tongue, Rasgulla Special Sweet Of West Bengal.

22 Hours Of Travelling, From Western India To Eastern Part. I Walked Out Of Station, First Thing I Want Taxi To My Hostel. I did My Lunch In Train. I Had Just One Bag With Me, My Dad With One Of His Friend Settle All Thing For Me.

Clear Skies, Bright Sunny Day At Kolkata. I Saw Lush Of Many Yellow Coloured Taxi Outside. Taxi Drivers Were Sitting In Their Cab With Some Kind Of Same Uniform They Were Wearing.

First Change: Back In Surat, Rickshaw Drivers Always Sit Together And Gossip All Time.

I Went To First Of Them, I Hesitate To Say Anything. But He Was First To Start.

"Kaleja" That Goes Like a 150Kmph Bouncer Over My Head.

"I Dont Know Bengali, I Am New Here" I Had To Make Up Something.

"Ami Ingeji  jani na" he said Rudely,  this time i got something. He dont Know English. But What So Rude About It?

I thought Kolkata Literacy Was Pretty High, First Person I Met Here, Proved Me Wrong.
Change: In Surat, We Warmly Welcome People.

I Went Ahead. Probably Second One Was Listening To Our Conversation. I Think Again, That Wasn't a Conversation.

"I Know English" he Said In Immediate Manner.

"Okay IIM-Kolkata? I Said If He Is Taking Me Or Not.

"Okay Sit" He Said.

"Whats Fare to take me there?" I Asked.

He Showed Me Taxi Meter.