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My First Journey Which Taught Life!!!

The Journey….First journey of a girl’s freedom. I say this because of an absolute answer of our middle class society on a GIRL, her desire, dream, aim whatever we may consider. But, If she has then behind it is a victory of unbelievable confidence of her elders than their inner fear of thoughts as she is a GIRL. Whatever may be here this life’s journey especially as a girl gave a lot more loneliness than ever but with a feeling of conquering the whole world.    
           So, here is my first lonely journey, a train journey!!!        
    At the beginning everything was strange but later on everything seemed to be so beautiful either it’s a furious face, funky style of a guy, a baby’s cry, an unhygienic surroundings, solution less discussions ending up where they start, husband and wife’s fight, standing in train for more than an hour, an innocent smile of a women or a mother’s love towards her children… Whatever the situations are.. whoever may the person be, no conditions apply here, Making me very near to the nature of life. So, here I strongly felt that life is a summation of train journey.  
              Many travel in general compartment, some in second class reservation, in A/C compartment. But if you want immense pleasure in a journey then it’s all about general compartment in which we act upon the situations we face, learn many things, here many gossips including sports, politics, social, history what not many things all around this world, observe different people, sometimes effort, sometimes rest, The best thing here is we can get answers for our questions hidden in the past from this simple yet complicated journey, Teaching us a forward step to our destination. If you love people and know about the people better travel in general compartment where we can find all sort of people from various backgrounds stating “Unity in Diversity”. 
          It’s a journey where you can find people fighting for the seat though literate and person who help others though have bad habits eating gutkhas, smoking and is illiterate and Some rejecting help for old women to sit. At the same time feeling pride for myself and knowing the meaning of living and smile when someone smile just because of us and the power of thanks when I gave my seat to the same old lady who have been rejected to sit by a Man and surprisingly everything changes after that in the compartment within moments giving seats for the old, sharing their seats with the standing the people and also the agreements for shifts to sit in the seats seeing everyone smiling and cool compartment within 3 hours of time increased my hope to change people by changing ourselves and taught life’s proof of transparency and transitive property studied in my school subjects.     
      Though train has different compartments even called second class, third,A/C compartments with the known people comfortable and private resulting in calm and peaceful journey with their own dreams till the destination, It’s nevertheless related to Nature. Though, we find little things in the people’s(general) compartment that counts for huge differences teaching the small and perfect line of life throughout the travel till our destination.   

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