The journey from Delhi to Patna(Bihar) was smooth and dark as Rajdhani Express covered the distance very fast in the night. Early in the morning after ten hours of journey, I was at Patna Jn station. Moving towards Exit gate I noticed a few gunmen standing near the gate. Then I saw something that made me felt proud of our civil servants from Bihar. Six red light ambassador cars were standing near Exit gate. Its ironical that at one side we criticize Bihar for its corrupt politician and on the other side we praise Bihar students who come out of darkness to get a redlight car by their determination and Hard work. I was amazed to notice one more thing,when i asked for a cab service from Patna to Darbhanga(another dark town/village of Biahr),only white ambassadors were there for cab services.I was really flying high in the sky when I hired a white ambassador to Darbhanga though it did not have a redlight on top of it. Just after ten minutes of journey,my ambassador car started crossing one of the largest and oldest bridge on Ganga river. This bridge is shattered from last many years,once made by one of the Top Engineering & construction compqny of India. Now,this is the hanging bridge of India.Every hundred meter of bridge is repaired and connected with iron shockers which move Up & Down whenever a vehicle passes on it. In 4 kms of bridge journey,I forgot to notice the holy river Ganga which flows under the bridge. My ambassador cab and I felt relieved,but the adventrous journey was still more. After covering 5-30 kms.our road which was made up in the ratio of 80:20(Sand:tarcoal/concrets etc.) made us realize the real meaning of rough and struggled ride. On the half way,my ambassador cab gave up and stopped to breath. It was choked by the struggled journey. I came out from my ambassador cab to check what has happened to my dear ambassador cab. It was really cold outside as snowy hills of Nepal were not too far away. I relived myself as my engine was also choked with too much water inside it. After riding on national Highway "Delhi-Purnia" for 3 hrs,finally I reached Darbhanga, The city which was not more than a small and poor village. After an hour of journey in Darbhanga itself,I found a hotel which was under construction . the manager of hotel convinced me to provide me the best accomodation. Finally,He provided me one "Maharaja Room"(luxurious room with facilities like Room service/geyser and television). In the evening, i moved out in the local market of Darbhanga to buy some basic goods. Also, i bought some liquor for me and my colleague. Oh, I forgot to mention that I was not alone in the journey. My colleague who was passionate about english speaking and boasting off around with all the people around him made him unique and irritating personality for everyone. With very little knowledge and heavy burden of experience of 3 years in the education industry,he made himself polished with extrashine which made others totally blind,however I was not too much concerned about this poor fellow. So, I bought some goods and liquor to enjoy the evening. when i asked for a particular brand of liquor from vendor,he was amazed and shocked as for the last so many days,he has not sold this brand. He gave us too much respect for our brand choice. Then I went to buy sleepers(Chappal) for myself.The brand Relaxo had become Felexo and Bata had become Bate in that particular shop. So I bought a pair of Felexo for myself. When I asked for some snacks to my room service man,he recommended me the finger chips. I was happy that atleast,people in Darbhanga know about finger chips. But somewhere I was wrong. When I waited for more than fourty minutes, he came with finger chips. When I asked him what made him so late,he replied innocently that "Sir,finger chips banne k baad useaadhe ghante tak nahi khate" and he was pretty sure about it. So I had my snacks after thirty minutes as mentioned cook cum room service fellow. After enjoying the evening with some liquor and finger chips, I had my dinner and slept well. I woke up at 7 in the morning. I suited and booted myself for the event ,the educational event which was only educational event in last 5 years and it was in the top star hotel of darbhanga,Infact I must remove star and should mention it top hotel in Darbhanga. People from various institutes had come there to show themselves the best in the education industry to the poor and underprivileged students of Darbhanga. Everyone was showing his best selling skills including me and my colleague. Oh, Sorry again, I forgot to mention about my job profile. I am working as a Business Development Manager(BDM) for a reputed and over-marketed management institute of India. Students were very much thankful to us and organisers for this educational event. After interacting with some really good students, I was happy to see that how good knowledge the students of this dark area have. In b/w my colleague was again busy in english speaking with students who could not even understand him including me too and by his passion of english speaking, he befooled/convinced a poor Muslim chap for on the spot registration for our reputed institute for Rs. 600/- only and told him that the real cost of form was 1000/-. I was little disturbed when i saw the poor chap counting 600/- rupees three times before giving it to my colleague. But I regained my consciousness because he was just doing what he and me were asked for. This is "Man Eats Man" world and thats how everybody survives. I spent a good time for 2 days in darbhanga. Leaving Darbhanga I moved towards my next destination i.e. Gorakhpur(U.P.). I realized one thing that a student is always a student wherever he comes from and there are students from darkness who are ready to enlighten the world/nation with the light of their knowledge and talent.
