“Once a year, go someplace you’ve never been before.”
It’s been four days that I took off on a train with my friends to a journey which was going to be remembered by us all. It was not just a college trip, it was a journey which was going to show the friendship, the companionship and the trust between us which will take us to a long road ahead in our life. After two days of enthusiasm and craziness in the Golden Temple and Katra India-Pakistan Border and yes the hotel where we stayed four-man in a room, it was a go time from a not so beautiful Amritsar city, as the pollution was totally visible from any part of the city and especially from the top of the hotel we were staying. Early morning an ear-cracking series of knocks woke us up and we had to pack and get to the bus right away. And we did just that. Staying in a 3-star hotel is not at all usual for me and my friends. It had a hair dryer which helped me set my hair in a way perfectly as I wanted. And embarrassing enough, but the tap and shower system was also new for us. The room had a locker, a broken refrigerator and a coffee maker pot, also a TV and an AC, and the best thing was the bed which was the softest bed I ever slept on. Of course I was missing that hotel room already, as the fact that we were about to go on a long journey to Kullu via Dharamshala.
Another journey, this time on a bus. Temperature was increasing as the day flew, and we were empty stomached sitting on bus that doesn’t even had much of a leg space for me. So we took a halt on a highway-side restaurant which took way too much time to cook us a brunch. Until then all my classmates began their photoshoot outside the restaurant. Almost each and every one was either taking a selfie or taking pictures of others. Some were climbing on the top of the bus and some were standing ideally in corner busy in their phones. I for certain took pictures with my lab group and some solo for my DP. The vicinity of the hotel was quite nice. It had a cent of Punjabi soil and farm which I was finding the whole time. The temperature was not too low and the sky was clear, making it a perfect spot for photography. And finally after what I thought was the end of time, the doors opened for us and we had our brunch. It was not the best food, but it felt the best as I was dying of hunger.
Making our way to a Northern journey, we had a great time in the bus. We sang, we laughed, we talked, we gossiped a little, we took pictures of the beautiful scenes we saw from the bus, and lastly I can say we connected. But ‘we’ here is not all the people inside the bus. Some were sitting with their phones and earphones, some were doing all these in themselves, some were sleeping and some were using too much of their energy on every part of the body to enjoy and make us enjoy. The energy level inside the bus was so much varying that it can be shown on a graph. At one point It was at the peak, and gradually it decreased to the bottom of the graph. At this point songs were maintaining the mood and yet the view outside was not letting us blink our eye, but the best part was yet to come.