Clustered Cerebellum

Bangalore to Imphal Drive (Part 2) Continued from part one Day 5 Varanasi to Kishanganj (oops Rampurhat) It was the best sleep of the journey so far. I woke up fresh and early. The ancient hotel called Hotel Natraj was our host last night. The only reason I vividly remember this hotel’s name is because the hotel is very old and bears a typical British era kind of architecture, which I like. The breakfast was ok and then we headed off. It was going to be a mammoth task to reach Kishanganj in West Bengal. And it between us and Kishanganj was the whole state of Bihar. We were warned by our much-loved ones to be careful in Bihar. We were narrated stories after stories of incidents in Bihar. Some were hilarious while some were unbelievable. I had to see to believe it. Alright then, let’s drive. Now, getting onto the Asian Highway 1 was a big task. The unforgiving Varanasi traffic made us realize that Kishanganj is a distant dream. The further I drive the more d

The Bengaluru to Imphal Drive 25 th  July 2015 to 2 nd  Aug 2015 It was December 2000, when I first reached Bengaluru. I had just graduated from my PG Diploma course. Things were new and things looked pretty exciting. My brother and I moved into a house in Lingarajpuram and that is where it all started; our Bengaluru sojourn. Cut to 2016, and this city had given us both the freedom and all the moments that one could ever ask for. From bad to good to worst, it was all there. I got into a world where I thought I could never be. Made some lifelong friends and collected almost a million years worth of memories. It was a life that had its own pros and cons. While it was good in socializing and having a great time, the warmth and love of a family was always missing. Here we were, two boys, completely cut off from the feeling called family. The family “connection” was only through phone. And it had taken its toll by the time I realized. I was way far disconnected from my parent