Experience is the best teacher, its really true. From this city we learn a lot, knowing Indian transportation, knowing situation of stations and their officers, knowing Indian circumstances of citizens and their environment.
After being refused to buy train tickets at 2 stations to Bihar. Then, in the early morning we go to in the traditional market which are really dirty and smelly. The shocking with the atmosphere of the station and the market is still caught up, and then we see hard-working people at the long way . A group of people who forced themselves to pull large sized iron with tricycles, you can not find the kind of that strong people in my country :'(
The noise of the horn as told by the bloggers began to sound, our stomach began pain and hungry, our shoulder is tired carry the bag. So we have decided to reconcile our hearts and heads for a moment, and then we came to this beautiful place.
Victoria Memorial Hall, one of Britain's still-preserved. And before we get here, we've seen many other beautiful buildings. But unfortunately they dormant, dirty, and shabby. Victoria Memorial Hall is become a high-class citizens park for sports on holiday. Many Muslims we meet here, our hunger was cured after one of the Muslims give us samosa breakfast in Diwali celebration of their (Hindu) friends.
