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Trip to Bihar-land

One more long awaited journey is over. And I should stress on the fact that this was one of the best trips I have had in near future. Firstly, it was a friend's wedding. Secondly, the venue was my long-lost-land, the place of my birth and incidentally the city where I earned my first degree. Thirdly, accompanying me was my buddy and 3 other friends. Every moment was fun.
One of the highlight of the trip was the train journey. The onward journey was really interesting with 'interesting co-passengers'. I think I will have to write a separate post dedicated to the Mumbai to Patna journey. What say buddy? :)
The first sunset i managed to catch on my camera

Buddy, clicking pictures from train

I love railway tracks :)

Never had i felt this kind of attachment to Patna. I was super-excited when we crossed my college. I showed my friends the usual hangouts around the college, the card gallery, the pastry-corner, the 'gunda-college'. We visited my grandparent's home and met Uncles and Aunties and cousins. So much has changed in last 10 years and still so much felt the same. Some memories I would rather forget, some which I cherish...

The only decent pic of mine i could find

The bride and the groom-'Picture perfect'


Koffee beanzz said…
i have many good pics of urs!
shilpy said…
will wait for the next one.. am happy to c u happy in patna.. miss u..
Angika said…
I like this new look on your blog :) And I love these lines... "The train moves on and I gaze out of the window. Sometimes it is the world that my eyes see...sometimes it is my own reflection in the glass."
Shazia said…
@ Buddy
Thanks yaar. I will take those pics from you :)

@ Shilpy
I also miss you :(
Hope you are doing fine.

@ Angie
Thanks dear. I have such creative moments whenever I am unwell and bored of just lying in bed.
JC said…
loved your blog style, looks like someone is relaxed and working nicely on blog, good miss...aur dulhan ki foto ko B&W karne ki jaroorat nahin thee, tu vaise hi supermodel lag rahi hai is "decent" pic mein, sach kahoon to Mrs Chanda yaad aa gayee teri ye foto dekh kar...unhe humaara salaam keh dena is baat
Shazia said…
Thanks Jeet for both liking the new look of my blog and your flattering comment on my photograph. Aur haan, Mother India ko salaam bol diya hai humne. :)
Rajita said…
Now I know why your posts feel so close to heart..cos I was born and broguht up in Patna too :)

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