I was waiting for the trip to begin but a sudden feel of nervousness and excitement resided in me an evening before. How is it going to be? Will I have fun? Is it going to be okay? I wondered as I packed my stuff for a 5-day trip.
On the morning of 11th December 2016, I woke up early at around 4:00 AM to calm my nerves. It was a short tour but I was going to be out of my hometown after a long time. I was excited but nervous as well. I got ready, double checked if I had packed everything that I needed and left home to get to my buddy’s house from where me and his family were going to depart for the bus stop.
Once we were in the bus, I was just in the moment and was calm. The adventure had begun and it was a 6-7 hour ride to the place where we were going. It was a village called “Dandi”.
It was a long, tiring day. We had dinner and while initially it was awkward for me to be at a family occasion where I was not invited, I started to shift my perspective on the situation after some amount of time. I thought to myself that it was a great time to be here as everyone seemed happy and I started to feel the same as they didn’t hold back to share their happiness.
We were tired after such a long bus ride. I had a sound sleep that night.
This place had an aura of peace. Away from all the things back at home, the trap I was bounded in, I found a way in solace.
The real adventure of our trip began on December 12th, 2016. We woke up early to head to Rishikesh. The plan was to see Lakshmann and Ram Jhoola there. It was amazing to be there. The view from the bridge was magnificent. Looking far away from the ground to sky was breathtaking. I was glad to be there.
We spent the entire day in Rishikesh.
December 14th, 2016, was a day to be at Mussoorie. The bus ride to that place had many twists and turns. The ride left me feeling a bit nauseous for a while but eventually, I managed to spend the entire ride without much difficulty. Once again, looking out of the window the scenery in front of me looked heavenly. I wanted to stare and stare and stare ….
Our destination was Gun Hill. We had the option to go by trolly but we decided it’d be quite unenthusiastic for our young body to take the easy way out. We trekked to the Gun Hill which covered a distance of about 1 km from the library bus stand. It doesn’t sound like a lot of distance but the way was steep and going upwards was a big challenge for us. With a bit of difficulty and pain in our lower back(guess we are getting old! Ha!) we managed to reach the top. It was a proud feeling that we did it by our hard work.
I had a very good sleep that night. I was glad I did this trip. I was beginning to get trapped in my mind before I came here and this trip helped me to break that routine of thoughts. It changed me in a good way and I felt a change of environment had helped me to change my perspective on life a little bit as well.
On 15th December, we were supposed to come back at home but we decided to stay one more day. It was a rest day for us. I reflected on the things we recently had done and it was good to realize that me and my friend had traveled to Rishikesh and Mussoorie all by ourselves.
I felt our bond also got a tad bit stronger as we got to know each other at a more human level. I didn’t find much difference between his family and mine. I realized we are different but yet we have some similarities.
We were back at home on December 16th, 2016. I brought many memories with me and the kindness and love the people in Uttarakhand gave me was heart warming. I never felt away from home for any moment. It is a place where I would like to come again one day. Here is a short poem I wrote while I was there:
Here I sit in a new place
Forgetting about the old days
not worrying about what anyone says
Discovering myself in new ways
Wandered in the mountains
Found new passions
Wonderful scenery stole my heart
Nature has created an amazing art.
I would love to come back one day
To see its lovely face once again
I’ll slow down and walk at my own pace
As there is no rush and there’s no race.