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College Days……!!!!!!!!!!!

Winnie the Pooh!! on our hostel room door… missin it a lot….

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Those pizza evenings at Zero Degree at Thrissur Big Bazar…!!!!!!!!

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a Sweet B’day gift to ma roommate Neelz (neelima nair, other blogger) by Rosu…

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Rosu’s Back… she fed up with me clicking every now n then.. she turned her back to ma n said.. TAKE THIS… yeah i took it…. lov u girl.. n missin u…

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tRaIn DIaRy : a NeW BegInNInG

Any one curious about the post’s name “Train diary” ???????

ImageMonday mornings always started with the journey from my home to calicut…. and the mode of transport,… well of course train…

the great Chennai Mail… its actually too early for any one to go at that point of day… but I’m out of choices.. the train is at morning 6:05 am… so eventually i ended up hating Monday mornings….( juz these past two years…. 😦 )

i always take the Ladies Coach and its always crowded. not even one inch to put your legs and stand.. its really awful on days when it got the small coach… so it’s not jux the waking up that i hate.. but the lot of fights involved once you get into the Ladies Coach… whatever it is i still make my way and find a seat and get busy with a book and soothing music in my ears… (really i love those travel.. 🙂 ).

 

if its raining that’s the best time…i always tweet that ” sitting at the window seat of Chennai mail with a cup of hot coffee and excellent music flowing through ma headphones… lyf can no more be perfect than this..’ this is the case of mornings… when it comes to evenings… its an entirely different story…

Evenings in Chennai mail are legendary…. guess why???? because of all the fuss and running behind the RMS coach…. when it comes to the evening Chennai mail, half of the RMS coach is converted to Ladies Only Coach… There are numerous women who take this very train to come to work and go back… for them its juz a piece of cake.. but my case is different.. I’m only taking this train on weekending Friday and the week starter Monday ( yes,… I’m annoyed by the crowded places 😉 )
i would like to share all the interesting stories happened there with you people…..
welcome to train diary……
don’t forget to read it on all Friday evenings…

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Story Of Traveling Pants 26/04/12′

On the raining morning of 26th of April, I set off with my friends (who had a sleepover at my home) to the city called as “queen of the Arabian sea”, Cochin. We are going to the Cochin University of Science And Technology (CUSAT). We planned our journey the day before and it was a fool proof one, until the rain started. Sudden summer rains delayed the trains and the one we planned to get in was delayed by 2 hours. We can’t wait that longer and we went straight to the bus station and from there it was a walk back in time.

Those roads went straight to the lanes of my memories and I felt an unusual happiness a new energy in me. The roads once I took to my school….

Those roads and the rain blended nicely. My friends and I were sitting together and I was jabbering about my days like a lunatic and I showed them my school the great “St.Therese’s girls high school”.

Ooh ………what a sight it was. That first day in this school I still recall it; it was raining juz like this. The very sight of my 10th grade classroom swept to those nostalgic moments. We were a group of 8 girls and gave the teachers a great deal of trouble…..

Moving on through the same roads further leads to my college, where I completed my graduation in physics. But the bus took some other way due to some traffic probs.

Then there was the most beautiful road I had ever seen in my life. There lies the national highway to Cochin. Smooth road, so smooth that you won’t even know that you are in a bus. It feels that you are in a plane. The weather was also favoring our trip. Bit cloudy, only small strands of sunlight and it was a bit raining. I was hearing to the soothing music “turn me on” by Norah Jones. Wind was gently touching my cheeks; I let my hand feel the wind and the dripping rain. I don’t know why but my mouth was curving and I was smiling to myself. A sense of self satisfaction skipped me………

I never thought of myself as someone who enjoys watching nature…… but I’m turning into one. Theses travels have changed me in a great deal …

Well we reached our destination at the planned time and returned……..

It was an awesome day despite the difficulties…. It took me to my old school days……..