Tickets to Gauhati were booked a month ago and now my bags
are packed. I am set go. Go to the safe warmer and cozy home. I am set to go to
home sweet home from every day dorm life, and of course from Indian plains to
hilly rugged mountains of the east.
The sleepless enervating gruesome exam nights are over,
instead the last exam for seventh semester fade me good bye and I am waving
good bye to NIT silchar but not for that long.
Feels like after centuries I am heading to home, although I had
been there 365 days ago by this month, and to tell you what it feels like is there
are lots of butterflies in my heart dancing profoundly.
I am going to see the
change, I was already told that the wireless naked electric poles are standing,
and the snail pace road construction made cut through Minjiwoong, living
standard elevated higher than expected and many other accelerating developments
in Shingkhar lauri.
I am heading to the place where I can breathe fresh airs
from the clear crisp atmosphere. Eat the
healthy, natural chemical less nutrient food and to drink fresh water directly
from the source. . I am going to chill my bone and soul in the icy morning at
home not with speeding fans out here.
Most of all, I will
be witnessing with the horde of relatives the magnificent heart chilling Zangthi
Cham this very month. I shall hear from the people talking about the upcoming
elections, the idea of democratic setting and the developmental activities.
I was planning to take the Laptop at home but I am worried
how I am going feed this power hungry device. Hope solar power fill my need.
I shall let off the internet stuff, the regular movies and social
networking over my chest. (Might miss a little though).
May be and for sure this will be my last trip to home in my
college days and now I going to witness many exhilarating things that are in
process of transformation in far flung village of Shingkhar Lauri.
I shall come back as a man full of
memories.
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