Nemo- Part 2

My hostel makes sure that whenever I'm having a bad day, a dinner worse than my day should be served to me.Today we had baingan for dinner. The word is derived from 'begun' (बेगुणं ) which means without any qualities, because earlier it was thought to have no nutritive value. It is one of the few things I wish, should cease to exist. If I had to make a list of 10 things I hate the most, brinjal would occupy the list from number 3 to 10.

My father had once asked me very forcefully to eat it. And I did. And I vomited after that. Even my stomach doesn't accept this nasty specie.

Sulky mode apart, let's talk about Nemo Part 2!! :D
I just realized that today is the first monthly anniversary of the  adventure, so what better day than today to remember the amazing surprise!

Recap:
So, me and Joshi had planned a surprise home visit, and we were actually quite scared, worried that it would join the long list of misadventures that we did.
Nevertheless, Dhingru also joined our mission.
The day came. We were mentally preparing ourselves, to be scolded, and thrown away from our homes. 

Spoiler Alert: I did NOT transform into a beautiful ice cream. In fact, I enjoyed the cool weather instead.

The rest of the story:
Well, well. I would cut this story real short. Because everyone complains that I don't get to the point soon enough!
As expected, we left from college - late than we planned.
And that is where our story started- late than we planned
The metro stopped working for sometime. Everything was late than what we planned.
Interestingly, Joshi's mother, who never calls her at this time, had to call her today, because... (obviously!!)
And just when she told her mother that she's just going down for dinner, the train started shouting, "Next station: Adarsh Nagar."
"This is Adarsh Nagar Station. The doors will open to the right. Please mind the gap"
They talked  till Vishwavidyalaya. It was very interesting to see the way she was talking, and how her expressions changed, every time the announcement was made.. we laughed till tears came out of our eyes. :'D
They left me at ISBT at 8pm. I had 2 hours to kill. So I found a place in the waiting area. Too much crowded because of the Diwali rush. I started reading Danielle Steel. Five Days in Paris. I met another lady going to my town. and I played with her little baby. She was extremely
bothered as to why I was studying in Delhi, too far from home, and not in Mandi!!! :'P

My journey partner :D

This, and many other unimportant doubts. Actually, answering her questions was more interesting than reading, at the moment, so I saved the rest of the book for the journey.
My bus had to arrive at 9:30pm and leave at 9:50!
And my wrist watch stopped working precisely at 8:54pm because... (obviously!!)
It was 9:45pm (the bus was about to leave), and I was sad, that time was passing slowwwwly!!! counting that I still had more than an hour to go, when suddenly... (and I thank the Gods for this) Joshi called me. It was THEN that I realized that I better run.
Thankfully I didn't miss it.

(But I had already thought of alternatives had I missed the bus, which was highly expected.)
Plan B: I would wait till the morning and come back to college, and stay there. And since my family didn't know that I was coming,
Number of hearts broken = 0 (Woohoo!)

I had a very interesting co-passenger with me, who reminded me of Cinderella's stepmother. I went back to Danielle Steel. hoping the next 12 hours to pass soon!

I woke up, with neck pain. I had reached familiar territory once again! Yeehaw! I mentally danced around!
Aah!! And when I felt the cool wind in my hair, I decided I would walk till home. Not too far. It took me some 20 minutes.


Now HERE'S when the best part starts:
I walked into the house very normally.. like I had only come back from Aanchal's home.. :P

• My fathers reaction: He stared at me for some 5 seconds, like he had seen a ghost! :D He then hugged me and I told him the entire master plan and the story. I was expecting him to scold me, but he didn't (Phew!) I guess he was too happy to see me!
• My mother's reaction: I generally don't expect anything.. but I had expected her to behave like this. She hugged me and started crying. Tears of happiness :') Huhuhu. She then fed me all my favourite things. And she didn't scold me either!

 Now, supposing, for a moment that the amount of happiness they get from my coming home is X, the happiness I was witnessing that time was X+10. Because they weren't expecting this.
Ha! This is why I love giving surprises to people. Good and bad :P

 I would like to end the story with the thing about this entire experience that I would remember the most, and never forget. It was:

• My brother's reaction: He came back in the evening. Saw me sitting, cutting onions. He said 'Hi!', and continued his work and went away :'O

I was expecting at least a smile. Or a tiniest hint that he's glad to see me. And I got none. Which is a  little sad. But it's okay. I know he loves me the most. And it's not necessary to show it all the time. Is it?