#IamWeldon

333 6666 backspace 3333666 backspace 33336666 .. This was the activity of one of my neighbors on his phone screen in the mumbai  local train from Marines lines to Dadar. Not that I am interested in peeking in someone's phone but what other choice do you really have specially in the cramped up mumbai local train where on the seat with a capacity of 3 people, 4 are normally "adjusted". Additionally with 3 people standing in front of you in the gap between the 2 rows of seats, there is not many options to look around.             Crowded mumbai local train  Curiosity built up as I watched this stranger typing those "codes" apparently on his phone screen which on further focusing effort on my side turned out to be the passcode or password of whatsapp messenger. I don't know if it's surprising or not but a password for whatsapp messenger.. Must be a big celebrity or a politician or a public figure I thought in my head as he had to use the password feature to

Waking up to a Sound of Ice Cream Truck , I quickly rose up from the ground with the push of my hands to peep outside the square window only to notice that it was already dark outside. I didn't know how I dozed off to sleep suddenly when I had decided not to until its the right time to sleep.  It was a strange feeling in my stomach and I don't remember how exactly I felt about 4 years ago on my first day in New York City. I had been there to pursue my Graduate degree from NYU. It was also my very first day away from my family thousands of miles away from home. Having a mixed feeling of being nervous, scared, home-sick and little excitement to know whats happening outside the room, I got up on my feet only to notice the 2 other pair of eye balls staring at me. I quickly realized that they were also picked up along with me from the John F Kennedy International Airport by GISA(graduate Indian Student Association). They were equally jet lagged and perplexed to share a small roo