If in August, last year, someone had told me I would shift to the mountains one day, it would have been taken as a joke. Moving to the hills was not an option that I had created for myself. There was no drill that was followed, no planning done, no notes made. For me, it was a series of impulsive yet rational decisions that shaped my life and made it look the way it does right now.
It's been a year and four months since I moved to the overwhelming state of Himachal Pradesh, and well, I’ve survived so far to share my story. So get a cuppa, get comfortable because this one’s going to be a warm, heartfelt read.