KOLKATA -- I WAS COMINNNNNNN for being FaMouS (FMS)

People rightly say

 “don’t trust anybody” 

& we always tend to forget those words. I was a victim this time trusting MR.YY and result was change of plan at the death hours. The new plan was to board the train in afternoon. I knew that this person was not to be trusted. As he is always preoccupied with his PAST & present affairs.( boss PAST MEIN KAUN THA...hehehehhe)  Everyone knows about his core 2 duo characteristics.

As per plan finally I arrived the station on time with Mr.xx  (with all doors closed???  ) & Mr.yy  (dedicated .devoted, passionate about. …….jo sochna hai soch lo yaar…….).  Mr.yy impecunious trait and past experiences saves off our hard earned money as he refuses to travel with ticket i.e. we travel with 2 tickets only. This was a result of trusting the INR services & with the  new found conception that “ALL IZZ WELL”. On reaching station, we see a plethora of our friends already waiting there to get famous (FMS). We board the train in the mad rush for seats. All effort go in vain & as the only available seat was at upper birth. Adjusting to the circumstances we have ourselves at upper berth. The ride went on smoothly with a tit bit of revision of words, which had least influence on my pathetic scorel. A pack of cakes made by…………. Brought by Mr.yy rejuvenates us after a tedious half journey. Everyone has his dose of nap in between for a short interval.

The INR against expectation, breaking off its all past records reaches on time at the destination.  In my 3^rd journey of lifetime I again find HRH station with crowd strength more than  all stations combined.

(The railway station that I have been throughout my 22.3*365*24*60 are TATANAGAR & KHARAGHPUR)

To our horror we find the TTE waiting to accolade us with fine. Saving ourselves from the oblivious, feeble, cantankerous spirit we repite ourselves from him by paying no heed and walking confidently. Moral of the story :

  “Be confident whenever u make mistake”. 

As always the very scene of HOWRAH Bridge amazed me with its constructional feature. The only thing that reminds me of KOLKATA every now and then after its pollution level .Finally we reached our destination in the mad rush of KOLKATA (the life rather traffic was very fast). At an instant, even though we were at remotest part of the lane, still it seemed that a car intentionally wanted to crush us. Finally after searching for the hotel we arrived at the desired place (hotel METRO PALACE). A moment of respite after a tedious journey. It was already pre-occupied by the whole of NIT. The greatest advantage was its presence in front of a church. It was well connected & situated in the middle of the market inTHE ESPLANADE. Till now I had the misconception that esplanade was a name of a mall. I came to know that it was actually a township in Kolkata. This was our journey to the hotel METRO PALACE.

Now it was the time for dinner, with no clue where to go in search of a nice dinner. We went ahead in 2 groups & arrived at a restaurant. Didn’t knew what excited the group to have dinner at that place. May be the name ANARKALI HOTEL. After having to wait for 45 minutes we received our orders. My first impression after having the first bite of the food -

This is the hotel ANAND (vegetarian)of Kolkata with food quality even worse than OP GUPTA. 

Even ANARKALI would have refused to have food which was served to us.

 While walking towards the hotel I made an observation that “every decorated place (with lights around) in the night was  a bar“ . There were many such facades throughout the length of the streets. So this was the reason of Kolkata  being called as the CITY OF JOY.

This was all about the first day at the CITY OF JOY.