As the second semester final examinations came to an end, a glimpse of
relief and exhilaration grew in the hearts of Bhutanese students
studying at Lovely University. These students had made reservations for their train tickets
three months prior. The last paper for M.A Social Sciences and History
students was held on May 15th, 2013. The charm of going back to their
homeland could not be awaited, and everyone started packing their bags
and preparing to leave on May 16th at 9:00 AM as per the train schedule.
At 7:00 AM, a cohort of Bhutanese students hired an auto to reach
Phagwara Train Station, where they would board the train. The train
arrived exactly at the stipulated time and announced that it would wait
for only two minutes. Everyone rushed to locate their designated
compartment (boogey), but the many passengers embarking and disembarking
left people stranded in queues. With their strength and determination,
all the friends were able to board the train while it was still in slow
motion. Unfortunately, the same couldn't be said for me. When I was
about to get in, the train had already picked up full speed. I found
myself dragging my luggage and chasing the train like a dog chasing a
deer. "Leave the luggage, we will take care of it!" Tandin exclaimed.
Despite their efforts, I was left behind, my heart thudding heavily.
Lots of thoughts and feelings messed up my mind.
I was worried about missing my train, but my friends reassured and
encouraged me. When the second train arrived at 9:30 AM, we boarded
within two minutes. We had booked Second Air Conditioner Class, and
Sonam Wangdi cautioned us to hide in the toilet when the conductor came
for ticket checking. Tandin Wangchuk pretended to go to the bathroom,
and Jigme revealed the ticket to the conductor. Thankfully, the
conductor didn't spot me, and Sonam Wangdi told me that I was 99.9%
safe. I felt relieved and grateful to my friends and God. Tandin
Wangchuk said, "You have been good, God sees the truth." We arrived
comfortably in New Delhi after a six-hour journey from Phagwara, Punjab,
India.
My friends told me the story of the train I missed and said it was lucky I wasn't on it. They had a bad experience in the sleeper class, which is cheap but risky. They learned that cheaper prices come at the cost of comfort. This experience taught me that everything happens for a reason, and it's usually for the best.
I am grateful for my friends who showed me the true meaning of friendship. They were there for me in my time of need, and I remain indebted to them. "A friend in need is a friend indeed." Thank you, friends!
At 12:00 midnight, we all boarded the train together at New Delhi Train
Station, bound for different destinations from New Jaipaiguri. We
exchanged good wishes and bid each other farewell, grateful for the time
we had spent together.
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