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Fear was always a word that had dominated me. It always grew with me. So jumping straight into the topic, the year was two thousand and fifteen. I had just completed my graduation and also had a relationship issue along with it. The worst things in life comes in a bundle. My life had totally halted and I was slowly falling into the hands of depression. It was around this time that an idea stuck my mind. Why not try travelling to a place that I have never been? Being from a countryside in rural India, I had never been to any metropolitan cities in India. Up to that point I had never traveled by train either. So I decided to jump into a train to Chennai which was the nearest metropolitan city.’Near by nine hundred kilometers!’ travelling by a train in the general class in India by itself is an adventure. I had heard the stories of robbery and murders in train and was literally scared to death. I decided that I wouldn’t sleep and protect my bag by all means. I reached the station on time and got the seat near to the window. Train started and the fresh wind just started blowing in. I started seeing India at a moving pace for the first time. Scenes were just flashing before my eyes. Many people came and left the train. At first I was suspicious of all who came in but as time went by I made friends out of strangers with a smile. I was slowing breaking from my cocoon. I was getting ready to fly. I even slept at night. Maybe the best sleep I had in months. Morning I reached the great Chennai Central railway station as it was called then. I literally had no idea what to do after getting out from the train. I had never seen such large crowd in my life. I had no friends or relatives in this large crowd too. I decided to walk. To walk and take small steps away from the fears that had engulfed my life. My phone had stopped working and these were the days before internet started flowing freely in India. I walked out of the station and rented a room nearby. I sat for a while in the room, not knowing what to do. I had no GPS or even the means to book a Uber. I decided it was fine. I decided to see all the important landmarks in Chennai one by one. I am the person who don’t usually talk to strangers. But I made up my mind to ask people, pick a map from the railway station and see around all I could. Marina beach,Chepauk stadium,ST.Thomas mount were just a few to name. I made friends, made conversations and realized what I wanted to do in life. I started to love feeling lost among the crowd. I felt the crowd pushing me forward along with them. I started feeling all the burdens and pain just leaving me. I could feel the dive that I took in to the unknown was exactly what I needed. I understood that I had a bigger world ahead of me and I had to stop seeing things in the smaller perspective. I borrowed the large eye from the city. I asked to the city “Can I keep it with me?” and the city replied “Carry on my friend”. When I boarded the train back after seven days, I could feel my shoulders a bit broader and my chest a bit wider.