Kerala Samparkranti

Moving in a hostel after staying for four years in a rented space, having someone to prepare the food, someone to clean the place, I felt pampered and spoilt. Only then I realized how convenient it is to stay in a hostel. But, not knowing anyone around, I felt quite lonely and bored.


Filled with excitement I could barely sleep the night, woke up early, took a quick warm shower, had breakfast from hostel and set out for the journey


My semester break is here, I wanted to escape the city for a while. I chatted with my friend Nijil from Kerala, and told him that I am bored and have lot of free time in my hands. He suggested that I stay at his place. That will cut down the cost of travel. I thought about it, well who can turn down a low budget travel. I made up my mind and decided to go visit Kerala. I booked a sleeper class ticket for Kerala Samparkranti.


I saw the rising sun, the white lilies blooming and then I began to terribly miss my grandmother


Filled with excitement I could barely sleep the night, woke up early, took a quick warm shower, had breakfast from hostel and set out for the journey. I reached the station to find out that the train is delayed for almost an hour. I had my lunch at the station, then came the train. I boarded the train, secured my seat and thus started the journey. My phone started giving me problems, it won’t charge properly and the battery drained very fast. I was scared if it will die before reaching the destination. In a hurry I forgot to carry a book with me, so I spent most of my journey sleeping.

After two nights of travel, I am finally reaching Kerala. Excitement again filled the half dead me. I dragged myself out of the upper berth, freshen up and sat by the window for the very first time. I saw the rising sun, the white lilies blooming and then I began to terribly miss my grandmother.

I was child then, me and my grandmother were visiting my newly wedded aunt. As we were walking I saw this beautiful flower in the pond nearby. I told her the flower is very beautiful and asked her what the name of the flower is. She just smiled, never bothered to tell me the name of that flower. Instead she replied, that this is the most beautiful flower in this whole world. I evidently found out the flower was a variety of water lilly. My grandmother’s name is Tharo, a Manipuri word for Water Lilly.

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