Nishita's POV :

The decision had been made. After years of enduring the suffocating confines of the Rajput Mansion, I had finally mustered the courage to break free from the chains of obligation and expectation that bound me to my relatives. With a sense of both trepidation and excitement coursing through my veins, I prepared to embark on a journey that would take me far from the comforts of home and into the heart of the unknown.

As I stood before the grand gates of the mansion, my heart fluttered nervously in my chest, a myriad of emotions swirling within me. I knew that leaving behind the familiar comforts of home would not be easy, but I also knew that this was a necessary step on the path to realizing my dreams.

With my bags packed and my heart heavy with anticipation, I took one last look at the imposing facade of the mansion that had been my prison for so long. It was a sight that filled me with both sadness and relief, a reminder of the life I was leaving behind and the future that lay ahead.

But as I stepped through the gates and out into the bustling streets of Jaipur, a sense of liberation washed over me, filling me with a newfound sense of purpose and determination. For the first time in my life, I was truly free to chart my own course, to pursue my own dreams without fear or hesitation.

With a spring in my step and a fire in my heart, I made my way through the crowded streets, the sounds and smells of the city swirling around me in a dizzying cacophony. It was a world unlike any I had ever known, a world teeming with life and energy, where every corner held the promise of adventure and discovery.

But amidst the chaos of the city, there was a sense of calm that settled over me, a sense of peace that whispered to me of the journey that lay ahead. For I was not bound for the bright lights and towering skyscrapers of the urban jungle, but for the quiet simplicity of rural Rajasthan, where time moved at its own pace and the rhythms of life were dictated by the rising and setting of the sun.

It was here, in the heart of the desert, that I would begin my home surgency, a twelve-month journey that would test the limits of my skill and endurance, and push me to the very brink of my abilities. But it was also here that I would find the strength and resilience to overcome whatever obstacles lay in my path, and emerge stronger and more determined than ever before.

As I boarded the bus bound for the remote village RUPAT that would be my home for the next year, I felt a sense of excitement bubbling up inside me, mingled with a hint of apprehension at the challenges that lay ahead. But above all else, I felt a sense of gratitude for the opportunity to pursue my passion and make a difference in the lives of those who needed me most.

As the bus pulled out of the station and began its journey into the heart of the desert, I closed my eyes and let the rhythmic sway of the carriage lull me into a state of peaceful contemplation. For in that moment, surrounded by the gentle hum of conversation and the soft murmur of the wheels on the tracks, I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be.

As the hours passed and the landscape outside the window changed from bustling city streets to endless stretches of sand and scrub, I found myself growing increasingly eager for the adventures that awaited me in the village that would be my home for the coming year. With each passing mile, I felt a sense of anticipation building within me, a longing to immerse myself in the rich tapestry of life that awaited me in rural Rajasthan.

And as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the desert landscape, I knew that my journey was only just beginning. With a heart full of hope and a spirit filled with determination, I embraced the unknown that lay ahead, ready to face whatever challenges came my way with courage and resilience.

For I was Nishita Rajput, and I was destined for greatness.

Starting a new life with out anyone to support you is as just scary as exciting but one thing that I know is that I have my parents blessings with me along with my brother's responsibility, so with a new found confidence I am going to spend my next 12 months with a group of 8 boys and nitya and shyla  another invisible nerds like me, although sharing this trip with them scares me a little as all of them are practically strangers to me ,nitya , shyla and baron malhotra the golden boy of our college , of the richie's yet surprisingly gave me no bad vibes are the only people I know that too due to some project works .

Thank god one of our  professor Mrs sharma is here accompanying us till we settle down there, but that only stopped that jerks in the bus to come near us but not commenting on how my body is just enough hot for them to handle which disgusted me , Mrs sharma gave me a sympathetic smile but the remaining boys protectively changed their seats with us , The next 6 hours were pure torture for me as even my ear phones which actually belong to rohan as calling him bhai would be a disgrace for that word, and the pink apple iPhone which belongs to shanaya can not block the comments which they pass on me. Throughout this journey the simple gesture from boys and small talk among our group,  gave me hope of having new friends and finally normal life.

Thinking about the next 12 months and working up my self would do no good so I just hoped to put myself to sleep till we reach there which actually worked well as I slept for the next 6 hours

Here I am in rupat a village with no hospital or school only about 438 houses in which most of them are huts and children roaming here and there, climbing down we were grated by the head of the village breaking the best news that I have heard so far that  we all will stay together but every morning each one of us will be given to treat and go to one of the neighbouring villages as none of those villages have hospitals, I will be in the nearest village to rupat that is Raigarh, so I can go by walk in the early morning,  enjoying the nature .

The head of the village Mr Patel have warned us especially about how strict the people of these villages are in following their traditionals and also explained us about how to behave and how to not, but he made sure to know how good the consequences will be and also that whatever the decision made by the head of the village would be last word and we have to follow the punishment without a question.

Retiring to the house of Mr Patel as it is the biggest one which can accommodate all of us, Mrs sharma informed us that we can setup the camp day after tomorrow as the equipment will arrive by then and also we can go siteseeing tomorrow or can do regular check ups with the basic equipment that we carry like first aid kits, thermometer, suture kits which I don't know why we carry as we don't have anesthesia and finally stethoscope etc which I will be glad to do.

The best thing about staying in this house tonight is that the guys can not dare to utter a word against food as they were well aware of the danger they are in once they do here, it is definitely fun to see them sitting silently eating  and anyways the most fun part is seeing them gulp the food which is very normal and tasty to me but for them it is soo oily and full of carbs, as they were trying to comment on the food, Mr Patel gladly offered them their kitchen to cook for themselves which they declined immediately as they knew how disastrous that can be . I am pretty sure they don't even know the direction of  kitchen in their home, but I, nitya ,shyla and Mrs sharma on the other hand have asked them if we could help them tomorrow in preparing breakfast as it is only fair on our part, we can not just sit and eat, but Mrs Patel politely declined us saying she can manage and asked us to take rest for tomorrow, thanking her me ,nitya,shyla and Mrs sharma have moved into our room which has a king sized bed.

Felling a bed beneath me after many years definitely gave me the best sleep that I had since I arrived in India without any worries about if I will get food or not today or if I will get any taunts or punishments or if I will be able to complete all my chores and studies on time etc, for the first time after soo long I was able to feel my self like a human.

The next morning, Seeing the time being 4 am I quickly went and took a bath and got ready for the day in a simple plain white anarkali without disturbing the sleep of nitya or Mrs sharma, I quickly went out to see Mrs Patel to ask her once again if she need some help in preparing breakfast, she simply decided saying that maids were there to help her and made me sit and have breakfast while chatting with her, I asked her if there are any temples near by as I have an habit of doing prayer everyday, she told me about the temple which they all believe that the goddess in it is soo powerful and would punish the entire villages if she found anything wrong happening in the temple premises, so she told me it is safe to go even it is still 5 am in the morning, thanking her I informed her that I would like to spend some extra time in temple and then would directly go to site seeing or general check ups if I found anyone  in need of one and she said she would convey the same to Mrs Sharma and wished me best of luck.

Picking up the kits and keeping them in my handbag, I moved out of Mr Patel house with a smile without knowing the Strom that is entering in my life