It has been long since we were planning for an outdor trip by ourselves. By ourselves, I mean really by ourselves, guide by no senior club members, everything decided and executed solely by we and us. Sometimes back we were successful in our projects on Climbing, but that was that. And now it is really a whole new experience to guide and follow ourselves completely; we followed our senses, our instincts, and all that we had learnt to try on outdoor games in our camps and courses. Camp and courses are where we had learnt something exciting, but lacked the actual canvas to apply and that we were not even allowed to. So why we came to be independent, to seek freedom from those upnose bookish bullies.

After a long time of swinging between “yes” and “no”, it was Satyajit, who showed me a green light; though he is always got stuck into his 24×7 office – i know buddy, it’s not so easy that i speak of; still you did it . To accomodate him, the program had to be resettled for the next week. Unfortunately, Akbar was deducted for he had a personality test on the same week – sorry buddy, but we missed you a lot. Samir had cofirmed on the last moment and Bunty, a close friend of Satyajit and a research fellow, had completed the list.

8th. June, 2007

I am usually an early-riser, unless I am ill or I don’t like. I was no exception this day. I left home to reach Digha, but did not assure the date of return journey,as we were not pre-planned. We four knew only that we were going to Digha-Talsaari-Sankarpur. Getting on the train, I found Gopal sitting at pretty distance. He was not included, so I was surprised. Later I found him to be a “daily-passenger”. Shalimar-Digha-Shalimar express arrived 5 minutes late with already coachful. We jostled our place like everyone else standing on inside the train. Almost every tourist was bound to Digha for a weekend trip.

After a two and half-an-hour train ride took us to Digha railway station, and the train delivered a crowd to the little accomodating town. Satyajit had a better idea; he opted for one step farther approach. We finished our lunch at Digha, hired a local rickshaw upto border ( border of our neighbouring state Orissa) and from where we went Chandaneshwar, a small Orissa town.Here one can find the famous temple of Chandaneshwar. Satya went into the temple with Bunty to offer puja, while Samir liked to wait outside with me. Next we hired a petro-fuelled trolley to take us to OTDC guest house. The driver had also confirmed us the booking of rooms.