Hello my fellow readers, if you guys are not new to my website you guys must be knowing exploring new things is one of the inseparable parts of me and like everyone, even I enjoy it to the core.
Since the very first year when I came to Bangalore I uses to craved for that homely feeling and coziness, especially during the festivals.
India is a very diverse country when it comes to language, weather, creed and origin and that vivid diversity is clearly visible in the celebration of festivals also. Many times what happens is certain festivals which are famous in particular part of the county are not celebrated with same zeal and energy in other parts. As a result, you start getting homesick sometimes.
Same happened with me. As the Puja was approaching I was getting more and more anxious about going home, but every time whatever you desire is not possible. As a result, I did my research and I came to the conclusion that Mysore has one of the finest Puja celebration in Karnataka State, and people from all over the world come here to witness it from there eyes.
The very same night we booked out hotel in the Mysore because during the Puja period you can’t get the accommodation easily there.
By the 9 we were all set up with our rucksack and necessary stuff to rush to the station. That feeling of witnessing Mysore Dushera from my eye was definitely arousing me.
Get the ticket that was our first instinct once we reached there. Journey, between Bangalore to Mysore is really short. It hardly takes around 3 hours to reach there. So I believe you can easily get a ticket of sleeper compartment.
For me, one thing that really arouses me is the Journey of reaching your destination. That strange feeling of excitement and mystery works as an obscure cocktail for me.
After devouring our breakfast of wholesome Puri Sabzi, we went towards our train. When I entered the compartment to my surprise the train was really well maintained and it’s wasn’t even full by the swarm of people, which is apparently a strange sight for Indian Railways.
That adrenaline just before the beginning of the journey was overtaking me. I could sense the excitement in the air. In the train we all were different people, coming from the different background, but we all had one soul purpose of our visit. To witness the famous Dushera of the Kingdom of Mysore.
With every passing station, I could see the diversity in the crowd, diversity in the fields and much more. That is the thing which has always moved me.
I went to the gate of the train just observing the outer scenario and letting the air pass through my hair. With my earphones on I didn’t realize when 1 hour was passed
Finally after 4 pack chips and some 3 bottles of soft drink we reached the station, and thus our journey started.