Our journey from Kullu to Manali was, as I said earlier, mesmerizing. We stayed in the beautiful hotel on our entire trip. It was of course 3-star but for us the count was not less than 5. The view from the balcony of our room was like a picture, painted by some great artist, which made me stare at it continuously. The view was of a mountain range that of few were covered in snow. Below that directly it was another hotel in front of us that had a roof textured as a real wood. And below that a green court for badminton. It was a view I can never forget even if I want to. I was tired and excited, but again I was ready for adventure. But that day we weren't doing any adventure, instead we were going for shopping on Mall Road. Thus we got ready and headed to Mall Road which was at a walking distance from our hotel. The walk in that temperature was refreshing, but our vicinity was not. Apparently it rained the previous night, and due to all the destruction and constriction works, mud was all over the place. We had to choose a spot to land our next step. But crossing these hurdles we reached Mall Road. Anywhere we go, shopping areas are all same. Some were inside there AC-ed shops, and some were on the streets.
We reached a square where a tree was present that had no leafs still it was satisfying to look. Lots of people were present and there were no vehicles in that area which was impressive to see. I went with a group, roam around a bit and then changed the group and again roam around a bit. At one point I was alone and decided to go to the end of the road and see everything I can, every shop, every one, and every place. As the sunlight was fading and moon was glowing behind the clouds, temperature was dropping till a point where I had to cover my ears and nose and had to spend my time inside any shop to keep myself around higher temperature. The streets were filled with people, mostly from other cities and countries. And as the lights of the shops shined the entire street, happy vibes were entering my mind and body, and this saturated, shiny and colorful canvas was stuck inside my mind, and every time I picture it, I think of the different people and their lifestyle in Manali, and how they get the chance to meet and talk to other people coming here from all the world. And thinking of that, few of my friends got to meet a Marathi movie star near that tree.
Coming back again with all the struggle against the mud, we got the best buffet I ever had. It included almost everything, from fruits to chicken. It was simply delicious. After the dinner, on special request we got the DJ on and a bonfire where we sat around with our palms facing towards it struggling to be warm. The temperature was severely down, at least for us Maharashtrians. That night before going to bed, we called other rooms to mess with them by speaking as the room service and manager. Some just ignored our call but others were terrified of placing false order and that they had to give money for it. That was fun, but not so much for them ;-). And as I said way back earlier, the bond of friendship tightened between us. But the world is not a perfect one, and neither am I. As my friendship with some bonded, some other bonds were ready to be cracked by the end of the semester.