The year was 2005; I was enrolled for my higher secondary education in St. Mary’s school, pattom. Initially I wanted to take up science stream but couldn’t make it in my first enrolment because I was a spoiled brat back in 10th and my marks were terribly low; even this admission into the commerce stream was because my dad was an Ex-politician and he was in much good terms with the party leaders that time and also the local MLA happened to be a close associate of my dad in his time of active politics. Now the initial plan was to take commerce and then shift to science, but I eventually gave up that plan because I thought I was not worth it to take science because I screwed it up in my boards and then I met this wonderful gang of juveniles in my first days of senior secondary education and I thought why not this class.
Now times went swiftly and everything was happening so quick except for the studies part which I was taking so lightly. I never had a clue what the teachers were doing in the class and I still remember I had to take my 11th books to study for my 12th exams since I had skipped all the basics from there, but fortunately I didn’t screw it up like my 10th boards.
Time passed by and we made an excellent gang of friends in 11th and I liked the fact that most of them were straightforward. Then it was time for our school excursion; I forgot how much was the excursion fee but it seemed to be interesting as it was for some 5-6 days and we were covering many places. I am not clear about every place now but we were covering through Mysore, Nandi Hills, a beach, and Kodaikanal. I had never travelled this far to places apart from my family and I was so excited and thrilled. Travelling is something I would never miss in my life; just gazing out of the window of a bus and seeing all those shops, homes, railway crossings, bill boards; I have always felt in like an alien land and how much you make me travel it won’t me much for me.
So what happened was it was time for everybody to register their names for the excursion and I did it after all our friends agreed to join but what happened was they ditched me and said they would join the next year’s excursion when it’s the right time and when we all will be in 12th. But I didn’t mind going out with seniors and I felt a little neglected but never mind I was setting in for a long journey and it was all that mattered.
Unlike my brother who had a boarding school experience I was totally dependent on my home for every chore. So I remember my mom packing all my bags for the excursion and dad giving me the money to enjoy the trip. So now I was all ready and my dad escorted me to the school from where the bus was deporting. Now I was a total stranger apart from some 11th students who were taking the trip. I remember making some good friendships with the senior chetans and chechis who were mostly hitting on each other the entire trip and I was enjoying the whole show. I knew it was all butterfly stomachs around me and I helped as much as I could to unite them. I plotted plans for my senior chettans and may call a chechi to talk with them or would pass some message and I would also listen to what they had to say about different things and about life in general and many other stuffs. We entered a garden were I saw them drawing names of each other on leaves and tree barks it all felt so good but I was missing somebody to do all those stuffs with.
So it was going amazing but when I think about that trip now I remember something striking right now. I usually don’t sleep when I am travelling, I just sight see; but somehow my eyes were heavy and I slept just before the start of the climb to Kodaikkanal which is a very famous Hill station in south India. Now if I am right I was besides somebody I don’t remember that somebody but in my memory it is registered as a chechi when it is not possible because boys and girls were supposed to not sit together. But I remember When I woke up we were in a high latitude and I was feeling my ears were so numb. It was not about the numb part that puzzled me; my ears were feeling extremely large like of an elephant’s ear. I was completely shocked and I thought that my ears would fall off or it’s not going to recover and I was afraid to talk about it to somebody and I felt totally alone there for a moment; but fortunately nothing like that happened and I was back to my senses in 10 minutes and I remember eating strawberries or corn once we reached Kodaikkanal.