Traveling is not about destination but about the journey itself. This days while living in ‘porobas’ (outside west Bengal) lots of frequent travels by rail road air and waterways have become a part and parcel for not only me but my group of friends.
Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
Surely, I’m a Travel freak, more precisely an adventure freak- I like shivering colds, scorching heats, dense forest, trekking, mounting Icy mountains, traveling on foot. Follow this category
Traveling is not about destination but about the journey itself. This days while living in ‘porobas’ (outside west Bengal) lots of frequent travels by rail road air and waterways have become a part and parcel for not only me but my group of friends.
My bus arrived at Itanagar at almost 7AM, a little bit of delay than expectation– as the road conditions were pathetic after the landslides in Arunachal Pradesh. Due to the whole night’s journey I felt intestinal pressure from the bus already, after the ILP (Inner line permit for Arunachal Pradesh) checking,
I boarded the Saraighat Express on saturday afternoon & its scheduled time was 9:30 AM in the next morning. I assumed the weather will beĀ charming & mild during the train journey. But as soon as I crossed the Maldah town, I faced the actual coolness of the atmosphere, it becomes dramatically soothing with dark clouds &
When ever this event planning is made, my heart just springs from its normal state. Core committee meet is very special thing to every one of this group. Though the college days has been completed, everyone is busy individually for their own work schedules, still managing a short 3-4 hour period out of the whole day of weekend is not a big deal &