I was always fascinate about travelling to India during my childhood days, as I used to watch Bollywood action movies especially those of Akshay kumar who is famous for action and stunts. I could just imagine and would build castles in the air, roaming in the busy streets of India, meeting my ideal Akshay kumar and asking him my favorite questions, all I could do was just to imagine doing all these things. One day I scored 214 hardly managed to pass to 9th standard as 200 was the passing score, after getting the result sheet I felt as embarrassed as if I had committed an unforgivable sin, thinking of what I should answer my family about the shaky score I had made, while on the way back home came accross my friend whose result had also been announced and obtained 2nd grade, he bouyantly asked me my result as always I murmured, flinched by looking dowm and told him about my result, he exclaimed first and mocked me Then. due to my built-in behavior of keeping grudge and being stubborn I at the time intented to work harder, learn english as my friend would make fun of my clumsy English by asking me to translate pashto sentences into english which he knew I couldn't do. After a 3 month wait, The aim of ambition was finally turned to a reality when I heard the news of getting placed at one of a prominent universities of India at BBA course. As I received a phone call from the Indian embassy, Kabul and heard that I needed to bring my passport and other required documents to the embassy to apply for the visa, all of a sudden I started screaming, yelling, jumping and bragging and told my mom the news. After a week when I wrapped all the things up and packed up to fly India. Still it was just like a daydreaming that I could not believe would bea reality, at that time I started thinking of the despairing words told to me by my friend, i thought of informing him of the news but then I decided to kept silence until I actually land in India. After my landing at the New Delhi airport I headed towards to the bus stand to take a bus to my University it was 10 am in the morning. I got on the bus to Chandigarh where my final destination was, i had around 1 lakh cash in my hand bag while putting my luggage in the bus i put all the money in carry bag. The bus after getting crammed with passengers started traveling towards Chandigarh, we stopped near haryana for lunch around 12 am. While traveling as always i listened to bollywood songs enjoying the alluring greenries that I used to imagine in Afghanistan and what I would watch in the movies. When the bus reached at Ambala 1 hour away from Chandigarh the conductor asked those going to Chandigarh to get off because they wanted to go Ludhiana, we accepted to do so as we couldn't force them, me along with 5 other passengers got off the bus and the bus suddenly went taking my carry bag with 1 lakh cash i screamed and shouted at them sprinted for a few steps but the bus went away. With despair and despise I thought it might be a dream, "No" I said i have actually lost my bag, creeped back towards the other passengers asked the with deplore if they could tell me where the bus went, they didn't know that, i asked the driver's contact the answer was the same "No" what next I though and was about to cry with being so depressed and for a minute thought of committing a suicide as i had nothing left to live for. My university charges my documents all got lost. Then one of the passengers told me the name of the bus it was "star travellers". Luckily i had internet data searched the office contacted them and asked if they know anything but they didn't have the driver's number, nonetheless promised me of finding it out and later after 2nd attempt they had found out the destination of the bus, it was Ludhiana but the contact details were yet to be gotten. We reached chandigarh and it was around 4pm in the evening, i called the office again and this time they answered with a good news and shared the number of the driver. I did not wait more and abruptly contacted the driver, he first as usual confirmed and cleared the doubt then asked me to visit the bus stand of Ludhiana and take the bag. When I reached the university and rushed up to the administrative office they told me that i could be admitted to another course which i did not, i first took it not so serious but they declined my admission at the desired course, i got them conncted to my dad and that also didnt work, They even refused to provide me accomodation as I was new in the town and couldn't manage to rent a room in a hotel, however, they finally provided me a room in the hostel but the admission was yet to be confirmed. Declining admission was more cumbersome for me than losing my luggage with the emergnce of this problem i had forgotten the tension caused by the lose of luggage. At the dawn after a sleepless night passed full of tensions and taunting temptations, I rushed up straight towards the office this time my communication skills worked something which i was very weak at, after admission was confirmed i got a call from the driver who had handed over my bag to a passenger coming to chandigarh. After a deep sigh, a glowy smile appeared on my face hopes and desires creeped back in my heart.