Chennai Express
The journey from Chennai to Nagpur. It has been four years and 11 months, since that day. I was reluctant at first to leave the comfort of 15 years. Leaving behind the family, the neighbourhood, the friends, and the school was something I was not ready for. Not to forget the memories, happy ones, sad ones, laughing ones, crying ones, all those cherished moments. They were going to be with me forever, but realising that I will be gone away from all of these, wasn’t comforting at all. Still, with a ray of hope, I took that journey. I didn’t realise the impact of it for three years and not until recently, I came to understand and comprehend it completely. I have changed much in the past five years. Those who know me from Chennai are a witness to that. Those who know from Nagpur have never really had a glimpse of the old me. I can just wish that they ever had a chance to meet her. I recall an incidence where I was given a compliment o...