I never expected to get such a travel experience in my life. I am an elder girl born in a middle class farming family.  If she is the eldest, she got what she wanted in everything.  If you ask me why only college education became an octagon, father's income is not enough, there is no paddy in the field and mother rubs beedi in front of the plate for me and my younger sister.  I didn't know then that there would be a thousand pains along the way that I had created for myself in order to reduce this pain.
             I have completed 12th standard.  First girl in the class and first marks in two subjects will get a seat in any college.  I also got a place in college in the town where I went to school.  Mom also put me through college and somewhere else
They also wrote a course where you will get a stipend and get a job at the end of 2 years along with a 2 year course related to medicine.
        I got an invitation to join the medical course the week after I joined the college.  Not knowing what to reject, not wanting to trouble my mother, I enrolled in that medical course.
        I am a child who does not live in a hostel.  My mother and my uncle boy came to admit me to the hostel first.  First of all my trip to Madurai.  It has not crossed Tirunelveli so far.  3 AM Travel from New Bus Station to Madurai Bus with a box full of my stuff.  I was startled by the driver's call in the early morning when the bus was empty and the snow was falling.  Kovilpatti had arrived and it had dawned well. The morning fog made me want to eat something warm.  Mother and I all drank tea.  Never drank such bad tea in my life.  I don't think this will be a daily routine later on.
          Again the bus started its journey.  Madurai will be reached in another 2 hours.  I buried my face in my mother's lap and cried.  I kept my family situation in mind and held back my tears to say that even though you have to go home now, my mother also did not want to part with the child.  My younger sister is just entering high school. I need more money if I go to college.  So no matter what, the zeal is right in the mind.  Madurai Mattuthavani is full of people everywhere making the morning their own.  A pile of fragrant jasmine flowers in the village. The music of Ilayaraja that makes the morning sweet is the song that captivated me when I came down..

"I open my heart and cry, little quilt, I am a musician, my dreams came true when I thought about a thousand." The lines filled my heart.
            The smell of incense, the smell of jasmine and the smell of sambar filled the nose.  We boarded the bus going to Anna Bus Stand.
Journeys never end...