
It was almost 40 years ago that I got into medical college in Lahore, where I was going to live in a girls’ hostel because my family lived in Islamabad.
We didn’t get Saturdays off and the summer break was only 4 weeks long because studying medicine was a serious business so if we got any unexpected vacation days we would all make a beeline for the students’ clerk’s office.
Why him, you’d ask: the answer was simple, we wanted concession forms to travel by train to our homes.
A concession form made it possible for the students to travel at half the fare in the economy class for just 10 Rs, which was about 10 cents, not much but we were on a student budget so every bit made a difference.
If the announcement for the day/days off was unexpected, the clerk was mobbed with both girls and boys asking him to stamp our forms, which sometimes we got just in the nick of time, and then we made a mad dash for the railway station to catch the train.
Traveling home was another adventure altogether as we seldom found seats to sit on so we would sit on our bags, singing and joking all the way and eating strange, unidentified food from every station the train stopped at; what fun we had!
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Written for Six Sentences Story- Form, hosted by Girlie on the edge’s blog- Denise
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I love these life stories the most.
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Thanks Judy. It’s great to revisit the past and see only the good things and the fun times we had.
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Oh this is a very delightful story Sadje..
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Thanks Mich. i enjoyed writing it and remembering those times when we behaved like children. What fun we used to have.
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I agree Sadje…i remember taking the public transportation and enjoying student fare discount, even when i was not a student anymore🙈🤭 the bus attendant would just assume i am a student still🙈🙈
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Because you look so young even now.
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Great memories!
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Thanks EA.
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Haha, this sounds fun. 🙂
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Thanks Kitty! It was we were 4-5 girls from Islamabad and we had lots of fun.
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The words got me back to my memories. Beautiful
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Thanks Shashi! Those were carefree days.
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Hope you never got sick from the strange, unidentified food…
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Nopes, young people have a resilient stomach! We rather looked forward to it all.
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It sounds like hard work and youthful fun!
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Thanks Priscilla! It was both. But the amazing thing about nostalgia is that you remember only the good part and the brain glosses over the unpleasant part of the experience.
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Such a great story Sadje. I do love riding on the rails. And thanks for the taste of home too. The commuter train pictured is a GO Train. The GO standing for Government of Ontario. These trains run through the outskirts of Toronto all day every day bringing the suburban masses to the downtown core and back home again.
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Thanks Greg. I was looking for a train image similar to those we have. I’m glad this one brought good memories. I loved too travel by train too.
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Sounds like quite the adventure
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Oh it was. And we used to have a lot of fun.
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Happy memories, for sure.
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Oh yes, very much so! And looking through the rose tinted glasses of nostalgia, they are very enticing
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I love traveling train! Sounds like the whole adventure was heaps of fun, Sadje. Great sharing.
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Thanks a lot Suzette! It was. This prompt took me back many decades and reminded me of those mad days of my youth.
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Awesome 👍 🚆
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Thanks ☺️
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That reads as a ton of fun, Sadje. A true adventure.
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Oh it used to be both. We would sit on our suite cases or wooden seats, sing, joke and eat street food for 4.5 hours till we reached our home town.
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That sounds amazing. I do love street food. 😋
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It was! Thanks
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You remind me of wooden counters with familiar, but stern faces behind – labelled Bonafide Certificate, Concession Form, Fees and Marksheets.
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Ah yes, they were all there too. Similar memories from a past that we didn’t share.
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Memories as such are what keeps the fire within alive. 🙂
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So right Spira 🙏🏼
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I agree that travelling home is an adventure
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Yes, it used to be. Thanks
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🙂
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😍
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What a wonderful adventure
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Thanks Maria!
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sounds more fact than fiction. very good job.
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It is true! Thanks 🙏🏼
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I so enjoyed this, what fun indeed!
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Thanks Keith! Those were care free days.
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I love your stories, Sadje, and they must bring on fond memories for you.
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Oh yes, they do. In fact the prompt: form took me back 40 years to those student days.
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Those trips home sound like memorable adventures especially with all that strange food along the way.
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Thanks Frank! They sure were. 😍
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Great take on the prompt. I liked this little insight into the past.
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Thanks Nicole! I loved this opportunity to go into my past. ❤️
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what lovely memories our student ays evoke, thanks for sharing yours!
And Sadje, I LOVE your new avatar showing your lovely face 🙂
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Oh thank you so much Kate. Yes these memories are precious. 💖
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Ah, the poor student days. They were not easy, but there was fun and it was worth it.
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So true Mimi. I thoroughly enjoyed them.
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So, you are a doctor, Sadje? I also like life stories more than fiction.
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I’m half a doctor. Got married in 4th year and couldn’t continue on as had a baby.
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🙂
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Sounds like a great memory! Love this feel good story.
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It was so much fun. Thanks Belladonna
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So glad😍
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😃😍
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Thank you for sharing this. I love history and learning about others’ pasts. This is so cool getting to hear about how you traveled. It was definitely a different time!
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Thanks S! Yes, different days with different mindset. We didn’t mind roughing it out as long as we were with friends.
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That’s so amazing. And to think that I’m worried to take public transit nowadays…
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As I said things have changed I’ve last few decades, and so have people.
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Surely the coolest thing about the blogosphere in general and the Six Sentence Story bloghop in particular, to be privy to experiences of a person in another part of the world at time in the distant (to some of us) past.
Very cool
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Yes Clark, this is an amazing aspect of blogging and the connections we develop through it. Thanks
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Oh what fun! We had a dedicated counter for railway concessions in college too (but it was for regular travel passes).
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Thanks Bernadette.
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That’s a very nice story! Thanks for sharing!
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Thanks a lot! 🙏🏼
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Recollecting our youth while attending school away from home? Without doubt, filled with adventures we may not have necessarily have labeled so at the time, lol.
Thank you for sharing from your “history book”, Sadje 😊
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Thanks a lot Denise. Your prompt reminded me of days long gone by. It was fun to take a trip down the memory lane.
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I live in Mumbai and concession forms have been such saviours throughout my student life. Mumbai local trains and concession forms were the marriage.
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Oh cool. Do you still travel by train? Our railway system has badly deteriorated
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This is such a fun memory, thanks for sharing it!
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My pleasure Leigha. It brought back memories I’d hadn’t thought about for years.
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what a wonderful story Sadje♥️
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Thanks Cindy! This post took me back to those halcyon days
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