Travelogue - Tajpur Trip - Part Four

Continued from Travelogue-Tajpur Trip-Part-Three

Morning. September 9, 2012. Tajpur.

We had a plan to see the sunrise. But nature was not willing to co-operate with us. So we slept blissfully (no that comfortably because the beds were not good) and woke up at around 8 am. 

It was the D-day!

Out came our (of course I am talking about us girls) colourful slippers and vibrant clothes. Sunglasses on, we marched towards the beach. This time a new one, the one we had wanted to explore the previous evening. 

After a long walk through the winding red path, we reached the main beach. The wide expanse of the sea and the beach welcomed us with open arms. It was cloudy with the sun bursting at frequent intervals. The water shimmered like silver. The horizon shone like the blade of a new sword. We had never before seen such a clean beach. It was virgin in the truest sense. Red crabs crawled all over and they quickly got into their holes as we walked towards them. The air was so fresh. There were fishing boats far into the sea. We all jumped into the water and simply went mad. We swam, we ran, we tried to drown each other, fought with each other, got drenched in the rain and did what not!

We were alive! And free!

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Afternoon. September 9, 2012. Back to Kolkata.

The bane of being a software engineer is that you stop having a personal life. So whatever time you can snatch from in between your work, you have to learn to make the most of it. In management terms, you have to know to make optimum use of the minimum resources available.

Keeping this teaching in mind (which we have learnt over the many years of our professional lives), we left Tajpur with refreshed minds and happy but longing hearts. It was time to get back to the shackles. Our superfast driver must not have enjoyed the trip. He was in a great hurry to get back to the city. So he drove at 120 kilometres per hour. But we were in no mood to get back so soon.

Aish had to get back to her hostel. She bade us goodbye at Mecheda, especially to Gokul, for whom she had developed a special liking (She claims she had never before seen anything like him!).

The next part of our journey was unprecedented. Much against the wishes of Piyush, as a result of constant urging by Gokul and majority of votes in favour of him, we all ended up on a practically non-existent road in a very remote area in Bagnan. It was Gokul’s village.

Joyee had never been to such a village before. I had been when I was very young. And Gokul’s high spirits were contagious. So there were we walking along the sylvan paths amidst the verdant landscape. There were sprawling rice fields, ample tall trees, rose fields (!!!), ponds and curious villagers who scanned Joyee and me with their x-ray eyes. Gokul was a darling in getting us five big blooming roses for free! (I wanted to give him one of those right there, but he threatened me for attempting to ruin his reputation!) We were warmly welcomed at his home and offered lots of food of which we could eat only a small amount (we were already so full!). What else happened there, I better not tell here, because many people’s “reputation” and my dear life are at stake. So let’s just say that Gokul is a highly prospective groom (he is in search of a bride, if girls out there are interested) and currently is in great demand!

Since we did not want to keep our furious driver waiting, we left Gokul’s place early, with very happy hearts and continued our journey back to the city.

And thus ended, two days of short-lived freedom, leaving behind renewed vigour and wonderful memories.

P.S. - Just one week over and we are already planning for a new trip! Yoohoo!

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