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Friday, November 5, 2010
There is a place called Kolkata in the country of India. It is found on most maps and many globes on the northeast part of India. Kolkata is my hometown, but I have lived in Edison, New Jersey for about ten years. Until last summer, when I flew there on a never ending plane ride for vacation.
I lived on Park Street in a regular apartment with my grandparents. I still remember on the top of my head the day I went back. It was July 5, 2010, another summer day, but not to me. Most of you would have to drive for a few minutes to see your relatives, I had to fly. Finally, I was waiting for this moment for many years. The day finally came for our family to be reunited.
Waiting at the airport my brother and I look for any stopping cars. Thirty minutes later, two, smooth, sleek, shiny cars came to a halt. We rushed outside and couldn't wait for the warm welcome we were about get. Feeling the blacktop underneath my sandals I ran as fast as I could. We couldn't believe our eyes. Our family crystal clear right in front of us.
First came my aunt, she took my brother and I and carried us both. Then my grandparents who did the same. Next came two average kids who I call, my cousins. Both of them who don't look like they did in the pictures we saw. First my older cousin Devesh who I just said a simple "hello" to with a gigantic smile. My cousin, Ria gave my a card with a drawing you wouldn't think a five year old could do. Last came my uncle who gave me a tight hug. This was it! The moment of my life I desired for. It was finally here. Possibly the happiest moment of my life. I couldn't have asked for anything more.