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Siddharth Sengupta Arjun Jassal

It is hot today and the monsoons are delayed.

This is my sixth summer in Delhi, but it still gets to me.

It is a cliche, but it still feels like I came to Delhi yesterday

This is my room. This is my stuff,I am still living out of boxes.I have my reasons.

I come from the northeastern state of Assam,It is sometimes called the gateway to The Northeast

We, the people of Assam are proud of...

our One Horned Rhino

and ourexquisite tea

I never wanted itanyway.

and that Aurangzebnever conquered us.

Assam’s population is made up of people from varied communities and linguistic groups.

I, am a Bengali.2

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My schooling startedin a boys hostelin Kurseong, West Bengal.

But seeing somany kids crytogetheroverwhelmed me

I began to follow the kids who were more curious

than sad(like the kid to my left)

me

Being curious helped. Within days the hostel became a home. We, the curious, even started a club.

we were inseperable

But one day. It was all over.

Like other kids, I was scared when my father left me there.

I am Hannibal the horrible and you are my elephants You touch one

you become one

That shack was once a toytrain station.

oi, your dad is here!

What ?What ?What ?

What ?What ?

What ?What ?

Oi, Stop it!

You are going to a better school

Boys dont cry

The new school was nothing like the previous one. The kids behaved like they were under mind control.

To make things worse it was a co-ed and the boys had to wear shorts.

My new classmates, did show theirinterest in me.

But I had closed all doors. I missed my old friends too much.

I had to get out of this place

So I began plotting.

I began planning my great escape.

I began faking illnesses and ailments

All i needed was unkept hair and a fake application

Good Morning Miss!

His face is likean armpit hahah!

Nauseous, feelingnauseous

Can you draw me?

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Time taught me to adapt but notto accept things. I had to get out!

I decided to face the final exams with everything I had.

Books and a playlist of eminem songs kept me going.

I did get the grades to go to Delhi University

DELHI!!I will study in

I just waited to finish my 12th boards

New Delhi Station

I was too happy to get all emotional.My mother cried when I left.

In the train that night I began to think of my parents.

By morning I would reach Delhi

..and it was INSANE!

me

The city welcomed me with its finger on the fast forward button.

I was not confused or scared. The desperation to get out of home was too overwhelming for any second thoughts.

I tried my hand at everything in college.

I was at peace

But things cannot always be perfect

The city gave me my first real heart break.

Eminem forever

read history

began making comics

and started smokingI growled

for a metal band’audition

Room sir?girls?

But life in this city has its ways.

The heart was mendedby a another eminem fan.6

Delhi taught me to laze around andponder over useless things.

And it also showed how to be serious and industrious.

I ignored it but the city kept changing and moving on.

It started with the shutting down of my favourite places

But the worst came later.

Then came farewell parties

This hit us bad

Whycelebrate?

Change finally caught up with me.

It made me put my things in boxes.

There are times.

When you are just not ready for change

I have been living out of boxes for a reason

The reason is, that I am going back to where it all started. 8

AUTO!!

Iam going home.

Bas yahan rokna

To be continued....