I have to write about Darbhanga and Gaya in some later post but for tonight let it be about my stay in Bihar. From tomorrow there would be no more scared awakenings in the dead of the night hearing footsteps in the empty corridors of my hotels. A drunken Bhojpuri song exactly at 23:30 hrs every night will not serve as my alarm bell. The burning funeral pyres on the banks of the Ganges will not remind me of the eerie stories of my childhood on the journey back on unknown trains (where it’s deemed unsafe to even open the doors unless the train stops at a station). There would no more calling up my cellular operator help desk and feeling helpless. There would no more be samosas for lunch, breakfast AND dinner. There would be no more breaking of stereotypes every single day.