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FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL

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It has been more than 25 years so I don't remember the exact date or time but I remember how it felt like....It was a mixed feeling. Whenever, I heard the name of school, I used to imagine a bunch of boys and girls being tortured by some evil adults known as teachers...However, I was also happy to see some new friends with whom I could play around...I was accompanied by my mama (maternal uncle). And, he had to sit there with me for one hour, which was a big time for me...My first day class was a looo.....ng one hour one with no studies at all...I just looked around and discovered new faces. Luckily, our teacher, my first teacher was very lovable and kind. He took me on his lap and made me comfortable....I don't remember what was taught or who else were sitting there with me but that started a new journey towards this new world, full of knowledge.... This first day gave me enough courage to face the little world of school and I was confident to be there next day without anyo

The start of our Trekking

1st Day: 08-06-1995 After completing the morning chores and packing up our rucksacks, we started our trekking from Munshiary PWD bungalow at 7 AM. It was a steep downhill trail passing through cultivated fields on the slopes of the mountains. The small children greeted us with 'namaste' followed by 'toffies', which we distributed throughout our journey. We passed Dummargaon, a small hamlet with a Post Office and halted at Selapani after 7 kms to have something to eat. After a well-earned rest with tea and snacks we resumed our trek. The bus to Pithoragarh from Munshiary via Mudkot passes by the road at Selapani and we could have easily cut short our first day's trek by 7 kms by availing of the bus and starting our trek from Selapani. This could also have saved us from the injuries inflicted on our feet by the Hunter shoe on our steep descent from Munshiary to Selapani. The trail from Selapani was also downhill but with a lesser gradient. We passed thr

A trek to Milan Glacier-The abode of Gods by Late Biswajit Banerjee

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Life is unpredictable and no one can deny that! You never know what will come to your way the next moment. On a rainy morning, an elderly lady (Banerjee aunty) of our apartment knocked the door. I saw her standing with an old file in her hand. Then she handed over me the file asking if I could go through the contents of it. There were some dusty papers inside. There were some travel experiences of her late husband Mr Biswajit Banerjee, who was an enthusiastic traveller. She wanted to preserve the write-ups by publishing to a journal. I suggested why not preserve it digitally as journals are kept in the corner of a library after some time but if shared through blogs, hundreds of people can read it. I have never seen Mr Banerjee but heard lots of praises about him from his wife. Now, as it has been years, he passed away, no one is there to take proper care of his rich collection of books, magazines, journals and many write-ups. Being a travel enthusiast myself, I thought why not share