Pune to Kolkata

If I say that sometimes one incidence is enough to change one complete para of your life then it wouldn't be wrong. Same thing happened with me, but in my case it was not a single accident, it was chain of blasts and I call them the serial blasts in my life. After that I decided to leave the rocking city and moved to the city of joy- kolkata.

I reached kolkata on 14th July, 2010, a place which has its own glory. I think this change was not as big as my life's serial blast. At  first sight this city seemed to be  horrible to me. I would like to thank god and also to Bimal Da (Director of ISI, kolkata and also my project guide), who already made  good arrangements for me in kolkata. But inorder to reach this place, which is just two kilometers away from the railway station I paid 50Rs to auto ( I still laugh on my stupidity). Finally, I reached my destination( ISI, kolkata). I thought getting a good accommodation is only one hurdle here in my life. But good news was that I was accommodated in a hostel, where except me no one was Indian and so it seemed to be end of my social life in hostel(because every one was weak in communicating in English, more than me :-) ).

Next morning I set out to meet my guide and that took more than one hour to find him(the most busy person I have ever seen in my life). He introduced me, to Dr. Bhaskar (my subguide). I don't know why, but it took ten days to complete my administrative formalities.

I don't know I was lucky or not ,because after having good lodging facilities I was missing my life in pune. It took me ten days to know that I was feeling guilty of leaving my friends and started suffering from loneliness. One day i decided to leave the city of joy and  go back. I did my packing and went to say good bye to my subguide with  lots of excuses. But as usual god always has his own decisions.Naturally, I wasn't able to leave the place, because my guide was out of the country. I thought I have to live alone for  a very long time. But I was wrong ,that wasn't my destiny. That day I met four idiots Rahul (bong tambi), Sharmishtha ghosh(sam), Neha arora( a girl with curly hair) and one and only god's mistake Devaditya(defaa). I don't know how they came to my lab, may be the whole scenario was god's perfect creation. Devaditya is the only guy who changed my name from Kapil to kowfeel, cowfeel and khofeel, pronounciation is different for different bongs of kolkata. I don't know how , but now every problem seemed to be solved. I got good housing accommodation, awesome friend circle, and ofcourse mishthi(sweets) of kolkata. Now I’ve started to  think that life in kolkata has become as sweet as chocolate( sorry I am biased about this phrase). Now I can say with pride that I also have become a part of the city of joy, kolkata.

Finally I think everyone should visit this city of joy atleast once as its worth the experience, and Pune don't worry I still love you and miss you and will be back after some time with some fresh memories from kolkata.