A packet of chips that had seen it all – from long bus rides to the hot dusty streets of Jorhat, from condescending Hotel Dilips to discourse-filled Beer sessions that night – it was a very eventful day for the packet. Not to mention the accidental stumbling upon a haunted house! It was a long day – waking up at 6 in the morning and immediately calling up Pratas to ask if he had boarded the bus yet. He had not- they were only getting ready. Well, I thought, I woke up too soon. But I could not even go back to sleep because of the anticipation and excitement – WE WERE GOING TO MAJULI! Well, the plan was kind of instantaneous. 19 th December, around noon, Pratas popped the question, “hey do you want to go to Majuli the first week of January?”. Without a second thought, I had said yes. And here I was, on the morning of the 5 th of January, eagerly waiting for a bus that had not even left and which would take a minimum of 3 hours to reach me. I finally boarded the bus to meet hi...