What Happens when you stay without your family for the Second Time?

Well, The First Time Was Hilarious. If I remember I was in 5th standard. Favorite of Mr. Kundu, One of my Tuition Teacher. One fine day, after tuition, I went to his home. I was 11 at that time & Yes very Brave enough to stay without Mom & Brother. BRAVERY AWARD TROPHY Goes to Mr. Kundu. For dropping me home around 2 at night. Driving a Cycle & a Flashlight in one hand. And Yes My crying noise as well. "Saar please go fast. Please, Saar, please, please". THE SECOND EXPERIENCE (AFTER 7 YEARS) Now, I was almost ready to Board my flight for Delhi, irrespective of the factor that my mom, Brother & Dad had no idea about me going anywhere at all. (Read Previous Blog - Medhitarian Post 1 ) The plan was, to fly over 1,900 kms with 1-2 cloths inside my bag and waiting for the right time to leave the house. According to the that, I Left my House around 2 pm, took a taxi & went straight to the Airport. That journey of 2 H...