Post noon, I woke up admist those scenic mountain but in a long queue of vehicles all along the way. I asked my fellow passenger, "Kitna door hai Mandi?" (How far is Mandi?) “Abhi to Swarghat se nikle hai, abhi 4-5 ghante lagenge”, (We just left from Swarghat, it will take us 4-5 hours) he replied.
Came to know that because of a landslide and renovation of a bridge, there was a huge traffic jam on either side. After another 7-8 long hours, I finally reached Mandi.
From the locals, got to know that there was a landslide at Aut tunnel (4 people died), and no further buses were scheduled until tomorrow.
My body was already giving up as I was tired as f**k. I started to regret the whole idea of the trip so much so I thought of boarding the bus back to Delhi but something held me back to ground. It wasn't some soul searching that held me back, it was the mere thought of facing everyone!! “Main bahut chaud me sabko bol ke aaya hun, solo trip par jar raha hun". That stopped me!!!
I checked into a lodge for the night.