Down the Memory Lane 36 Hours: Bangalore to Ranchi: Part 1
The morning breeze went past me.. the sunlight came filtered through the windows and curtains..Seem like the most amazing morning of my entire past week.. even though everything seemed to work with the single determination to wake me up from the peace full sleep... I felt like a bad hangover not realising what day it is, why do i have to wake up early in the morning....... With all this internal turnmoil going on, it struck me like a thunderbolt... I am supposed to catch a train and should be in a rick or something.. i woke up with the flexibility of a ninza...searched frantically for my wathc, mobile,, anything which can give me a hint clue of time... finally after turning over the room finally found my cell phone...and it was 8'O Clock ...in the morning.. that's the earliest i woke up in a long time..but i was to catch a rick to Some railway station where i'll be going to catch my train.. Only saving grace is that the train will reach there by 9:10 am.. and then i was