Allegories of my life

The journey: We started off on the 1 st  October night from Delhi to Dharamshala without knowing the consequences of going by a private Volvo. The bus timing was 8:30 PM but we got the first blow of the trip in the very beginning by leave-taking 1 hour late from Delhi. All thanks to the extensive weekend the route showed the worst side of it. Our first holdup!  Meanwhile we got engaged in chit-chatting and realized it was already midnight. At 1 AM the bus stopped up at a local dhabha for dinner and we had dal makhani and Chapati. We took a nap and woke up to a massive jam at the toll gate followed by countless vehicles behind us. It was 5 AM already, after waiting for almost for one and a half hour we stepped down the bus in order to find out where the driver was. We walked for about 5-10 minutes and observed a queue full of drivers, in amidst the line up stood our driver all worn out. We came back to the bus to notify the uninformed aggravated public and after about tw...

A long awaited Kinnaur-Spiti trip was due for a long time ever since I bought Outlook Traveler’s guide for Himachal Pradesh. When I first bought it without more ado I had a bizarre aspiration to travel entire Himachal before resting in peace. I keep bragging this to all the people who would come up and ask me as why did I acquire that hardback. Thus I had this superb opportunity of tripping to hills this month with my mother, was time to explore some new places of which I’ve heard from few associates and comprehended about on web, travel magazines and videos, etc. I got myself into the scheduling and execution of the trip as I had to persuade that I could take my mother all by myself, some of my cousins were keen to join too but backed off before the beginning of the adventure because of their inevitable obligations. So I did a painstaking study about the place, lodging and routes. The itinerary was organized a week back and I kept a check on it regularly as I didn’t want to let ...