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Author: Kapil Sancheti
I know I am a bit late. But this one was due for a long time and I knew it was coming. So, here goes:
I came, I saw… And I got captured!
The journey began on the 22nd day of September, 2008. After a hectic week of packing, unpacking, and re-packing, my bags got overloaded with stuff like Vicco Vajradanti toothpaste (Ah! How I love the smell of it.), three pairs of shoes, 2 pairs of slippers, more than two dozen undergarments, a stainless steel ka chamach (Whoa!! What on earth was that doing in my suitcase?), to name a few. Space that was still left got stuffed with a large bulk of clothes (80% of them have still been kept safe and unused), my iPod and Laptop (I just cannot do without these two), one dozen books on subjects varying from P.G. Wodehouse to logic puzzles to Sudoku, and what not. Not to mention, medicines for the stomach, head, back and every other part of the body human mind can imagine, and how can I forget – allergy (I am suffering from chronic allergy of the sinuses, but more about this some other time.) I am one of those rare kinds who like to stay prepared for everything, you see. Who knows where the hell and in what jeopardy we land up??
Anyway, if this was not enough, Ma stuffed whatever little space that was left in my bags with food, and lots of it. Not only out of motherly love, but for some other reason too. Meet me and you will know. See me, rather. Then you will know better… 
Ha! Then the journey began. I will not get into the intricate details of my journey and bore you till death. But as I am detailed habitually, I just cannot help myself but tell you. So please bear with me.
My journey started from my native, Jodhpur at 11:00 p.m., halted at Jaipur for 2 hours in the morning, started again at 8:10 a.m., and ended at Calcutta at 10:20 a.m. I could not sleep well in the train the last night. Thanks to the oversized man in the berth perpendicular to mine. That man snored the whole damn night making sounds similar to a wild elephant’s trumpet. Even my iPod failed to overpower the volume of his snoring. So, as luck (or bad luck) would have it, I had to bear the brunt of his sleep-growling along with the other passengers in my compartment.
Ah! Calcutta – The cultural capital of India. Thud! The moment I landed at Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose International Airport, I got butterflies in the stomach. This was my first ever trip to the place. The sight of coconut trees on the roadside (I could not have imagined such a thing in Rajasthan, the place I was cruelly thrown from), houses and buildings cluttered like atoms in a molecule, and putrid smell in the air made me really uneasy. Er.. It was not so welcoming. I wondered what would make of my head when this large heck of a fruit falls on it while I am enjoying a casual stroll on a bright sunny morning. It scared the hell out of me. More so when I had a really close encounter with it one morning, but more about this yet another time.
The rest of the day was spent in a guesthouse situated in the heart of the city. I performed the usual ablution and went off to sleep, looking forward to joining the world’s largest software company the very next morning. I felt like shouting out loud Leonardo DiCaprio’s famous line from Titanic, “I am the King of the World!” not knowing, that this king in me is soon going to be captured, caged, and incarcerated..
Warning: If anyone of you reading this post belongs to the much coveted category of Job Satisfied type, do not come near me. I may kill you out of frustration. The rest may wait and resume their reading until my next post. Thanks for your patience and co-operation.
p.s. Those who wish to know the reason behind the chosen title of this post please do not ask me why. It is a very personal question and I would like to keep it close to the chest. Hope you understand. Thanks again.
p.p.s. For the rest, I leave the floor open.
Till then, Bye!
Kapil
DISCLAIMER: The views expressed in this post are strictly my own. They are not intended to mock or hurt anyone or any group of people. Everything has been written in good humour. Seriously.. 
. Please bear this in mind.
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