The Journey Home ;Unexpected Hurdles and How I handled Them

Puri is well known among tourists for its Lord Jaganath temple and stunning sea beach. The city attracts tourists year round , but during peak times like holidays and festivals ,the number swells dramatically. 

Finding accommodations in hotels and lodges becomes difficult during peak seasons ,as people from all corners of India come to witness the divine presence of Lord Jaganath ,and to have their wishes granted.

Like others, I also made the choice to journey to the temple. Carefully planned out my itinerary and reached the destination as per our plans .The beautiful part was that my advance booking of accommodations two months prior worked well that ensured a smooth arrival without any complications.

After experiencing the darshanam of Lord Jaganath ,we explored other popular spots such as the Konark temple and Chandrabhaga beach. After two days of exploration , it was time to head home .Checking out an hour before our train's departure at 7 o'clock ,we settled into the waiting hall .

However , as the hours passed with 10 pm ,then 11 pm creeping up, there was no news of our train .Finally around 11.50 pm the railway authorities announced the train's arrival on the platform, prompting us to board with our baggage. Sitting at the station for over three hours, we were utterly worn out.

 

After half an hour of our board , the TTE approached us , but instead of demanding tickets began explaining that due to technical issues, our train's route had been diverted bypassing stops at Balasore, Kharagpur and Tatanagar .

I was shocked  hearing the news ,while the rest of my family members continued to sleep soundly under their blankets.

The TTE suggested that it would be better for us to disembark at Bhubaneswar .I agreed with his suggestions while other passengers began questioning why the railway had not notified earlier about the route diversion.

 Curious about the distance to Bhubaneswar, I inquired, and the TTE informed me that it would only take half an hour to reach there.

Without wasting time , I promptly woke up my family members who were deeply asleep .They too were shocked to learn about the situation .My biggest concern now was figuring out how to manage the heavy baggage during our disembarkation .

After arriving at Bhubaneswar, I attempted to secure a comfortable room but found no vacancies , even at the railway retiring rooms at the station .Feeling uneasy about venturing out late night around 12.30 AM , we opted to remain indoors.

 

The waiting hall was already packed with travelers , many stretched out on the thin plastic sheets or makeshift bedsheets .Rather than lying down , we settled for sitting on the couches , though the night was spent shifting uncomfortably due to the limited space .

Despite, the discomfort , we made it through the night and were ready to catch the Shatabdi Express to Kharagpur the next morning .Fortunately, the train arrived on time ,and we managed to handle our heavy baggage and board safely. The journey was relatively comfortable ,allowing us to relax and catch up on the sleep we had missed .

After five to six hours ,we reached kharagpur station ,where we had no reservations and needed to cover a two - hour journey to our home station , Tatanagar. 

 Four hours later , the train to Tatanagar arrived, two hours behind scheduled .The train was overcrowded ,making it challenging to even find standing room.

 Despite the difficulty , I maneuvered deep into the compartment , where a kind gentleman offered to help by taking my suitcase and finding a spot for it in a corner.

The journey was arduous, with little ventilation , unpleasant odors from the toilet ,and the smell of sweat from fellow passengers. Despite the hardships, we finally reached Tatanagar at 8pm , turning what was supposed to be an eight hour journey into a 24- hour  ordeal. However, despite the challenges, the experience of that journey will remain etched in my memory forever.