So now coming back to reality, Shobhit and Mohit were up and we were all set for Langza, this place didn't existed on the political map of the area but for the people there it was a regular thing, it was like an hour from the monastery but herd of sheep made that more than an hour, we have had our breakfast in Key so we weren't actually hungry, there was this home stay i still remember named "Sonam Home Stay" the lady taking care of it was the sweetest stranger i have ever met, her daughter was a cute shy one and her father-in-law the person whom you don't want to negotiate with, not because you're an evil manipulator but he'll give you the room with a smile & warmth with a fixed price of five-hundred rupees everything included. Now while i was all into this emotion and Sherlock mode of Analysis of humans around me, my three mates had gone sightseeing in our Taxi, and i'm all left with my stuff in the room, now this was the coldest place among the places we have spent nights during the trip, so believe it or not during the day time when sun is shining, there was snowfall, it was very minute like pins of snow falling with mundane wind flow, i got to know the toilet here is the one used even before Mohenjodaro and Harappa, the one you go to, you see a pile of shit already in the pit and the gush of strong wind coming from beneath onto your bums and nuts and you getting the feeling of war, this was the time i remember the movie Slumdog Millionaire after long, luckily i could wash it off using the drinking water else Toilet paper was the only option, that is what the whole village used, and they took bath once in 3 months, it was like i'm on a different planet, everything was hard to digest( pun intended), my mates are still not there after 2 hours and i'm getting thoughts of they leaving me here to die, but as innocent as i look, i always have a plan B, i fragmented the way i'll go back with enough cash in my pocket i could do it, this was the time i completely forgot about them and i was all alone in a room which was more quiet than a room with pin drop silence.
Bonus Incident : i thought i was already withering with my thoughts loudly bouncing up and down when after staying a while in the room so quiet,when a Traveller vehicle pulled up and some 10-15 lovely pretty ladies came in to ask the sweetest caretaker to make them Biryani( Steamed Rice with Boiled Chicken), i overheard one girl saying to the caretaker that they were here before last year and loved the Biryani, and they were passing one by one along my room seeing me sitting there in despair doing nothing and looking back at them. i was suddenly lost in my fantasy world with them and my thoughts of death were dead, Women i must say can put you in the brightest of situations from the darkest isolation, though it ended up them leaving one by one passing by my room and looking at me sitting in the exact same position and spot just this time a smirk on my face.
My lads came back and i was angry and relieved at the same time, they told me today's night is going to be the coldest, i somehow knew this is the winter that will hit me the hardest of all my days on earth. so of all the meals we've had that night in dinner we got the meal which every indian loves Rajma-Chawal(Kidney beans-Rice), that made us stuff more of it in our bellies just in case. The Night came and it was hard, i remember i was wearing everything i can wear when i go out in the morning to trek or sightseeing, and me was in the bed with two blankets on top and my urge to pee was still urge for the night and this was happening in the month of June. we survived.