Overdue but An Unplanned Agra Trip
The dullness was evident as soon as I entered the home from my guitar class. Enthusiasm, without which, I can’t live, was missing around as neither mom nor bro were excited. I even asked myself a question, “what they should feel excited for?” I did not know but the reason was in the making.
We three were expecting dad and clock was walking away irritating me as dad hasn't arrived yet. Went of the doorbell, and I jumped to open the door with excitement. Actually, I was expecting a smiling face of the dad. Instead, it was all exhaustion that embraced me. The calmness that followed absorbed all my excitement. The reason, which was in the making 15 minutes back hit the road block.
Banged the doors of the refrigerator, sipped water from the bottle with my brain and heart constantly having a conversation about adding some colors of the unknown land this weekend. Impulsively pushed the door to the room in excitement, “Dad can we…..” within the nano-est second was the lethargic expressions of my family, my voice seemed echoing in continuation, “go on a trip to Agra…” seems to have faded in the gloomy air. However, he noticed the sudden change of expression and caught the words flowing in the gloomy air and asked “What did you say?”
“Naah! Was just thinking of planning a weekend to Agra. But none seems excited, as usual.” said me, carelessly.
“Agra?” “Travel” “Come on!” were some of the sudden reply yelled with excitement in sync. The layer of gloomy air was taken over by excitement and joy this time. Leaving me to question myself, “Does my family feel I am deaf?” “Do I look like a deaf to them?”
I jumped on mom yelling, “Let's start packiiiiiiiiiiiing!!!”
I hope I did not wake my neighbors at 5 in the morning honking. In a few minutes, the car was talking to the wind, bettering its speed on the Lucknow-Agra Expressway, while the music was pouring in my ears.
The information kiosk looked into my eyes, smiling, “Half way done!”
“Is Taj Mahal going to get my glimpse, finally? Bro winked and dad smiled.
“Yeah, so what is the itinerary?” asked me.
“Taj Mahal-Agra Fort-Fatehpur Sikri”, yelped dad almost breathlessly as he was thinking that only.
Yelling, yelping, and the excitement of weekend trip made us prepare itinerary in without actually preparing.
By the time, we entered the Agra, we were all hungry and longing for jalebi and bedai, the typical Agra breakfast.