Growing Up

writing down the whole trip would have taken I don’t know how much time… so I thought “tasveere bhi to bolti hain” mama the hero, makes up his mind and without a bag anything other than what he was wearing walks off with us on our trip suddenly…  awesome mama informing his parents of the sudden change of plan… and begins the awesome jokes of our Mr. M and up there someone was waiting for a topic to talk on and yes I forgot to mention the novel reader.. “main ye book khatam karke hi baat karunga kisi se…” after missing the direct train and boarding a train to bhubhneshwar we are searching for a route to puri from BBSR.. and then suddenly someone forcefully drags pussu on a bus hahahahahahahaha I do remember his face at that moment and up everyone in the bus off to beach the next day after reaching puri…. One of the few group pics and ofcourse mama bought a half pant somewhere from a thela wala and it gave

It was a bright sunny morning of 23 rd of May 2013. I had already reached Dehradun a day earlier in order to cancel out any probability of me getting late for reporting at the MHO. Now let us begin with the experience. After getting a little cause of nervousness I walked down the road with my bag in casual clothing to the railway station for reporting, the moment I saw the crowd I became more nervous, almost 200 students were there and many wearing formals, now this gave me more hiccups on why I didn’t wear the formals I had bought some days ago for SSB. Anyways now was not the time for me to think about it as there was no time for changing. I talked to a few people there and many of them were my senior according to the degrees they had attained. After giving us a roll no the officials told us to keep our baggage in a truck and board one of the three buses which had come to pick us. As the journey started from the station I talked to a people sitting adjacent to me and they too were