.....The train climbed the bridge over the Ganges at Digha Patna ....my maiden journey to Muzaffarpur by train from Patna....massive as it is I could gauge the massiveness of the Ganges...hvin studied nd lived here for ages....thr was a thrill running down the spine....Pahlejaghat, ...Sonepur....Hajipur....Muzaffarpur....All in a jiffy as I reached before time .....its just evening as the lites faded....avoided a taxi at the RS to reach home....choosing the Rickshaw as it rattled past the stn Rd to the tower nd akhara ghat before reaching destination sikanderpur....The Rickshaw ride thru the Bzr a tenfold growth now with the opulence of a category of anything for sale....u name it u get it at a handshake distance....such availability nd accessibility floors me....The Islander tht I am reduced to the penury of shortages.....It was back to my Kingdom of joy.....
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