Hello friends, this is the conclusion of my story, I hope you read the beginning of this story in my previous blogs. If not yet ready it first to understand the struggles.

As I said already, all I am having with me is my 4 books, mobile phone and rs 40 cash. And I am travelling by a bus which will take very long to reach my connecting point, I asked our college bus conductor (Helper) to stop the bus at tollgate and let me continue my travel by any other bus from our college.

 Luckily I got another bus of our college which is very close infront of our bus and so I stopped the bus and get down and ran towards that bus with 4 books in my hand and after I got inside the bus, I explained my situation to another helper uncle to drop me at “Redhills” one of the bus stop near my college, and so it took 5 mins from the point I got that bus to redhills and so I took a seat and noticed that everybody starts discuss about me and also about 4 books in my hand. One of our college student said that " How funny he was, to get 4 books he lost his bag and running behind other buses… with his friends…

I thought that it's ok to be called as a fool because I know that these books are going to do some magics in my upcoming semester exams and people like that guy will be disappear when they saw my result so I kept quite. 

 But,among those people who thought me as a fool, there is a man named Shiva helped me by providing plastic cover bag to keep my books safe and to hold a little more easy. I was amazed that still there are few people help others without any expectations and also thought that we get what we gave …

Then I get down from that bus and got a connecting bus at Redhills bus stop to my bus stop.

Then I reached my bus stop and started walking towards that tea stall…

I went to that tea stall, and asked for my bag and the tea stall uncle asked my name and I told him that I am Harish, then he asked that girl's name,ohh my god, I don't know her name,we are from same college, we travelled by same bus to our college for three years but we don't ever talked to eachother. But I remember her dress colour as I noticed in the morning and so I managed to prove that it's me who she told.

I like the way that tea shop owner protected my bag, not even allowed me to open that bag and show my ID card inside my bag.

After two days, I went to college, so I asked her name at the bus stop and said thankyou to her in the morning.

In this journey, I met new people and also started talking to the people for the first time with whom I travelled for three years without any conversation.

Every journey is a lesson and also a test to know ourself better.