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Posted by on Aug 23, 2008 in This Happened To Me |

Travel Trial

Once during my holidays I had gone to Ambala (Haryana) along with my parents.

On reaching Ambala, we boarded a city bus to reach our destination. My parents were at the back while I managed to get a seat in the front row.

As I was tired and the bus was so crowded we could not look or hear each other, on reaching our potential bus stop.

My parents got down from the bus thinking I would get down from the front but I could not make out at the bus stop and was left behind, as the bus came to its final destination.Ambala

I realized I was all alone and started to cry. It was also getting dark; I was so scared I just started walking without knowing where to go, suddenly someone from behind called me.

Taking it to be a ghost I walked even faster. When someone called me by my name I turned to look back and was quite relieved to see my father coming after me. Since then I have been very careful while traveling.