Had it been any other trip, I wouldn't have been excited to go to the waterfall but here is the thing about solo travelling, you get to do things, you generally wouldn’t do thinking it's mundane. With a bunch of then strangers and now friends, I made my way to the forest which led to the tranquilizing waterfall. It’s a 2-2.5 hour long trek in the forest, if you are alone, you might need a guide alongside. Now when it comes to going deep into the water, I start to lose my breath even with the very thought of it. After half an hour of scary roller coaster ride of emotions and having imagined countless worst case scenarios about how I might die, I finally mustered the courage to go and sit near the waterfall. Seeing everyone swimming happily, something triggered me and I jumped deep into the water with the help of a fellow traveler of course, the very next moment I could feel my heart pounding and pulse racing. But as they say, you are not really a traveler if you don’t do things that scare you and there I was on the other side of the waterbed having conquered my lifelong fear.
On my way back, I still could not gather the courage to revisit the memory of being deep inside the water, even the thought of it sent chills down my spine, in the midst of all the chaos I had in my mind, I saw a bunch of localites gathered around in a circle, dancing to the tunes of the drum being played. And that is how I experienced my first ever Holi away from home and closer to nature, in the mountains. Then all of us headed back to Zostel, looking forward to a goodnight's sleep and in turn we ended up sharing experiences of our first ever solo travels.
And while I was being awed by travel stories of other people, I saw the cutest puppy ever, who was hiding in a towel and I could not control my excitement seeing her so I just took her in my arms and she fell asleep the very next moment.