Journey Back Home 2

19th Sep 2008, I left my office at 1:11:10 PM. I came to office on 18th Sep at 9:30:25AM, so it was a long day and a bit of bad day also.

The cab was already filled up and as usual, I was the last one to get into it. The driver was in a really a home going mood, so he was not even caring about the high and holes on the road. With an awesome speed the cab reached my area by somewhere around 1:40:00 AM.

I thought I was the first one getting down, but the two female had to get down first and then all the boys and me at last that was the route that they decided. Initially I was really pissed off, coz I was in my area and then had to roam around. But at the end I was really happy to have got down at last.

The cab went to all the places in that area where I grew. It was really good, I felt like I had been to a ghetto. Though the streets were empty, I could see me and my friends and all of the people who lived, at that time of my life. The fields where I played, the house in which I lived, the place where I fell, the rooftops and all the other things were there still in my memory. 'These streets reminded me of quicksand, I just kept going down into my memories'. This was one of the best journey that I ever had. I think this will be one of the best ones for ever. I always wanted to see those places, every saturday I used to plan for it and then I used to sleep till evening. After this journey instead of cursing the driver I thanked him.

'I remember like yesterday', that I was there. Then at last I reached home at 2:20:00 AM on 19th Aug 2008. The final destination was reached. My journey back home was awesome and memorable.

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