I was hardly given permission to travel since school days. I remember exactly, when I was in Class VI, Nupur my best friend kept on asking me that why I’m not going and I had nothing much to say other than that I cannot go. At that time, a trip was being organized for Agra. Sadly, I never went to that place and adding to the pain were the upcoming updates that my friend gave post the trip.
Then there were few more trips, some were inside India and few were for abroad as well. But I went to none.
Soon, school came to an end, came college; the same thing was repeated. I always used to top the list in saying no or cancelling the plans. Then slowly time passed and I started going to office.
Finally a day arrived when our Content Team at Ask me bazaar was planning to visit Jodhpur. There were many places that we shortlisted but after taking advice’s from all we finally nodded a yes to Jodhpur.
Since the compensation was to be paid from the company itself so it didn’t took me much time to convince my parents. But mummy was still not happy with the plan. She kept on saying no despite my father agreeing to the same. So finally I got the confidence and told my parents that whatever the decision be, I will go this time no matter what. This was the first time when I listened to my soul and her at rather than agreeing like always to them.
Finally the day came when we had to leave Sec 125, Noida and get ready to go to home, pack all the stuffs and leave for Jodhpur. I carried a small bag in which there were around 2 pairs of jeans and one night suit and I was good to go. Since it was chilly outside I wore my jacket and lower and headed towards New Delhi Metro station from Malviya Nagar. I reached somewhere around 8.45 at the metro and checked with my other friends. Soon we all assembled there and headed towards New Delhi Railway station. A funny incident happened with me, everyone was carrying their luggage and so was I. But then suddenly I lost the grip of my bag, I thought it has slipped but as I took a look at it, I found its handle get broke. I was like what should I do now, then Arun Bundela helped me out with my broken bag and I carried his other stuff. We all boarded the train and now we were checking which berth we will get and who all with be there with us. So we were a couple of friends together. Soumya, Arun, Charu, Shahla, Majid and me, we all started together our journey together. We were singing and enjoying & slowly we realized that the weather was perfectly chilled. Many of us had no blanket to put. Somehow people arranged stuffs, some took out bed-sheets and some made use of their stoles, jackets etc. Then finally we started with dinner, I was the one carrying chicken along with Shahla. Few came with chappati’s and few had vegetables. Finally we were done with the eating, though not in sumptuous amount but still it was fine. We started with chit chats, following Antaakshri. It was already 1 a.m. by then, but we were in no mood to sleep that night. One of the coach had few elderly people sleeping but we were busy shouting and singing to the top of our voice. One of the uncle’s came to us thrice pleading to sleep and keep mum but we were not ready to listen to him. We continued till 3, then he came infuriated at the last and complained to our Manager, Amit Menon. Some of us slept by then, but me and Soumya were still watching the night pass while we were busy talking about random shits and useless topics. I slept for like 1 hour and finally around 4:30 or 5 a.m. we reached Jodhpur, our destination.
From here the journey started with my whole team of around 40 members sat in the bus which was there to receive us at the station. The whole group clicked a groupie. Then we boarded the bus and took pictures of the road and mountains.