It was the most awaiting day of the trip. We were going to ROHTANG PASS which is at a staggering height of around 13,000 feet. We took the warm clothes from a shop which was on the way. As we had visited MANALI in June which is considered to be the peak season for travellers, we were stuck in long traffic because of starting late at around 8 am. If you ever visit MANALI in MAY-JUNE and plan to visit ROHTANG PASS, please make sure that you start your journey as early as possible at about 5 am in the morning so that you can avoid the traffic and even get ample amount of time to spend at the peak as the weather is considered to get worse by the evening. We were stuck in a heavy long traffic which cleared after GULABA check post. You can continue your journey to ROHTANG after GULABA check post only if you have the permit which needs to be issued earlier. We crossed the GULABA checkpoint at about 12 noon. As we moved the road got steeper and steeper. We were ascending a mountain and everything around it looked so amazing that it can't be expressed and at the same time there was an inner fear as the road was one way and very dangerous. After a long drive, we reached MARHI, we ate there and got refreshed. The fascinating thing was PARAGLIDING which was a heavenly experience although the cost per person was as high as 1300 rupees. After crossing MARHI we were exposed to the snow patches but the major attraction was still away. At around 2 am, we reached the top after a journey of 50kms which took about 8 long hours. It was bitterly cold and shivering was not a choice but a compulsion. It's difficult for a person from plains to stay there for a long time. I had always dreamt of getting to the top of a snow-peaked mountain since I was a kid. And I soon as I kept my boots on the snow, I was thrilled. I kept on climbing to the top, made snowballs, threw it all along, slid through the snow. After all, I had never been so happy before. There was nothing that could have stopped me. I felt as if there are no boundaries for the happiness that nature can provide to a man. After all, the best view comes after the hardest climb". The mountains made my problems feel very small. It taught me many life lessons, one of which is you have to risk your life in order to reach the glorious summit. It was 4 pm and the weather started to tremble. The sunlight was bleak and the rain started to pour. We had to descend back quickly. But all along the return journey to Manali, I was recollecting the memories of my journey and comparing it to my favourite movie "Yeh Jawani Hai Deewani". We reached our hotel back at 9 pm, tired but happy.