Return from Roorkee

Returning from roorkee me and my friend both were utterly exhausted to the extent of being worn-out. As both of us were not to the best of our health's it was really tough going through the journey. This was the lowest point of our tour i must admit that. And from here we were going to directly move to Guwahati. That too, after passing through one of the greatest pains of my life which i shall describe in my next post. Me and my friend are kind of well built and the only means of transportation to the station is cycle rickshaw. Its really painful to ask someone to tow us till there. But one brave hearted person took the challenge and dropped us till the station. On station my friend's health deteriorated even further and he was at a point where he could no longer carry on. So finally he decided to reschedule his journey and leave back home without coming to Guwahati. Although an audacious decision it was one of the most apt decision given the condition he was in. So on the station the flight was rescheduled and we were moving in different direction from Delhi. Here came the train and we boarded it. An utter disbelief awaited us to the booking that we had done for the return train. It was the best coach one can travel in India. We were served mineral water and our luggage was taken care of. Snacks, soups and dinner came progressively and it was such an irony to travel in this compartment when only 2 days back we had been through the worst of the journey's that could be possibly undertaken. So the turn of event was really hilarious. Still in the train but our conditions were not at all proper. Somehow gathering all the strengths that we could we managed to reach Delhi Airport terminal 1-D. By now the Terminal 1-D had stuck in my mind like a leech. I had already been there so many times it started to feel like the backyard of my house. But this time it was going to be different. . . .