Travelling out of India - Mistakes that I did!

Some of you might have read my previous post on my wait for the red seal on the passport. Getting the first visa itself was an experience, traveling out of India for the first time was another experience of its own! I learnt a lot of new things from the mistakes I did during this process. I thought I must compile this to help you avoid the mistakes I did!  1. Plan thoroughly! Depending on where you are heading to, make sure you plan thoroughly. Have a rough idea of what all are you planning to carry - clothes, food products, medicines, cosmetics, toiletries, etc. I was quite unplanned at this - I packed my bag just a few hours before I departed to the airport. I ended up having all my toiletries in my bag that was checked-in. I had to run around in the last minutes to buy food products - some unnecessary last minute shopping.  2. Get an International SIM Card if you plan to remain there for long -  I was out of India for 45 days. I hadn't purchased a SIM card, and ended up having t

The First time: Visit to the Dentist!

March of 2012: One fine day, I was busy picking my tooth. Something had just lodged itself "behind" my molars. I had been experiencing this since long - and I was believing that there was a "hole" there.  I was taken to the dentist by my brother. Stanza after stanza from This is going to hurt just a little bit  by Ogden Nash, that I had studied at school, came to my mind, as I sat with my mouth wide open on the dentist's chair. It was quite comfortable to sit, rather lay, on the chair till the dentist came around with all his tools and began examining my tooth.  Like Nash said in his poetry, " And that I will never have to do it again is a hope that I am against hope hopen. ", I just wanted to get off from there, never ever to return there again. A prescription for an X-ray was written and handed over. A "panoramic" X-Ray was taken - the dentist pondered over the X-Ray and broke the news to me. I'd require a "surgery" to extract

Birth of my lil' one - the anxious moments!

January 25, 2019: I was far away in Kalaburgi (Gulbarga) in Northern Eastern Karnataka, commonly called Hyderabad-Karnataka, or Kalyana-Karnataka, attending an examination duty. As I was busy listening to mundane presentations, and asking questions to students (Viva Voce) in between, I receive a call from my mom - I expected that be our routine call - she makes it a point to call me whenever I am traveling, lending me a part of her warmth over the call. She enquires if my travel was comfortable and if I had my breakfast (all moms are worried about this) - I could sense an excitement in her voice as she tried speaking normally. Then she breaks this news that my Wife (who are at my hometown on that day) had tested positive to the Urine Pregnancy Test (UPT)! Excitement had no bounds - I didn't know how to react and was really excited! My wife confirms this news, and later she gets a USG Scan done to confirm the arrival of our lil' one!  September 22, 2019: The doctor had advised t

Quarantine: The experience sitting all alone on Quarantine!

Corona Virus, or the Novel Coronavirus Infection was a new term for me then. I had heard of Corona infections originating in China, and spreading to the Middle East and Europe. Kerala had already reported the first ever case of infection in India - and successfully treated the patients as well. As we neared the end of February, multiple European nations were hit, and India had started imposing travel restrictions from various countries.  March 04, 2020: I, and a few of my colleagues, became primary contacts of a case who had symptoms very similar to Corona infection and a positive history of travel to an affected country. While the said person was sent for testing, we were quite unaware of what should we be doing next. Calls were made to higher-ups, and we were told to go on "self-quarantine". People weren't wearing masks like we do now, but pharmacies in the city had already began capitalizing on the demand for masks. The ubiquitous surgical mask, which sold for less tha

Intercity buses: India versus US!

The United States of America has a fairly widespread and established intercity bus industry. Freeways of the US established intercity buses has a preferred mode of transport for people who cannot afford to fly. Railways, or Railroads as they call it in the US, is often an option that is not considered a first-choice for many - AMTRAK is famous for its delays, and is considered "slow". Operators in the US are licensed by the Department of Transportation (DOT) of the US government, and operate legally by providing tickets.  India, on the other hand, has a fledgling highway network. Four-laning of National Highways, and development of access-controlled expressways are progressing in many areas of the country. The Golden Quadrilateral highway network moved a lot of passengers from trains to buses. A characteristic difference of the Indian railway network is that, the railway network developed much before the highway network. Although the Indian Railway network is by no means '

The First Time: A Visa interview!

Sometime in the end of 2010, or could be early 2011: I was busy searching my passport at home - I remember I had taken it last to a travel agency to enquire about the procedure for an address change. The cute blue booklet was missing - I was anxious. I searched everywhere it could have been to - couldn't find it anywhere! Finally, I head to the police station to find out the procedure to file for a duplicate passport. The Civil Police Officer  at the police station threw me a question, that still rings in my ears - " Have you never been to 'Gelf'? " (Gelf = Gulf = the Middle east). Yes! Being a malayalee  that too from the 'Gelf' belt in Thrissur district, its impossible to find someone who hasn't been to 'Gelf' (Pun, obviously, intended!) - I am one of those few who hasn't ever traveled to the 'Gelf'. My passport didn't have a single visa on it!  The Police officer explained the procedure to get a duplicate passport - I did tha

The First Time: A long train journey!

Train travels were always rare in my childhood. It was always easier to take the bus to travel to our hometown from Coimbatore where we were based at that time. The only time we took trains were during those rare visits to Kasaragod to visit relatives, and a journey to Chennai (Madras, those days) for some sightseeing. However, trains were always fascinating. My kindergarten school was along the railway line in Coimbatore - it was always fun watching trains rolling by. That said, I was afraid of a locomotive coming close to me - my memories of watching the noisy and smoke spewing locomotive passing by always has me closing my ears tight. I have one fond memory of traveling from Coimbatore to Kasaragod in General Class sitting compartment, by Mangala Express, which operated from Delhi to Mangalore those days (before Konkan Railway was commissioned). That journey was in a coach that was second from the engine - so I was kind of exposed to the sound of the locomotive for close to 8 hours