You get some, You lose some.........

I saw my air ticket, on the rightmost corner it was written flight duration 2:35 minutes from Bombay to Kolkata. I glanced at it and left it there. I didn't know that I would experience a kaleidoscope of emotions during this journey.It all began when we started packing or actually I should say attempting to pack the loads n loads (believe me its not an exaggeration)of stuff we had. There were small things which reminded me of all the wonderful times I have spent in the last few months, an earthern pot which I had made when we went to a village theme restaurant, the lost T-Shirt that I had been looking everywhere for, the purse made out of paper by one of my friends in a class exercise, etc.I left the hostel, gave the room one last glance which already looked as if it was waiting eagerly for its new occupants who would add to its cache of memories. As we drove out of the campus, there was this new and unexpected feeling of leaving something behind, the lawns, buildings, as if they all are saying that we will  be waiting for you. I had just come out of my reverie and was looking forward to my return to my city, when one of my friend gave me a goodbye card which stated what we all were feeling very simply that " we will miss each other, this time, this place". I reached the airport, a new sense of excitement came over me when it finally dawned on me that I am going home.:)  I boarded the bus which would take us to our plane, a child sitting next to me exclaimed " Uui to"and pointed eagerly towards the plane, which means there it is in Bengali, which felt like music to my ears and I also felt there it is, the day I waited for so eagerly since months. I sat on my customary window seat which I love and haggle for at the check-in counter. Then I heard a mom consoling her child and exclaiming " Baba aishe jaabe", Bengali again which means that your father will soon come and I thought of my Dad who would be waiting for me at Kolkata airport in 2 hours time. And my high had no bounds then, thoughts of Kolkata filled me and these 2 hours seemed like the longest journey ever. The despair of leaving my institute was replaced by unparalled joy of going home and meeting all my loved ones...:):)