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Pratap Nagar Metro Station

The Wolf Girl
Sometimes life gives you amazing memories. So good, that you want them to lock them inside you heart, mind and soul.Well if you are thinking of visiting McLeod Ganj and Triund, you are on point. However, if you are planning to find insights about this place then I'd suggest that you stop reading here.I am expressive. This blog is long and more about how I explore places and people rather than a guide for you to figure out how you should be exploring the place.You know what? Read this blog as a story rather than a blog (free advice :D). So, 4 friends ditch their bosses at work (acting/lies/drama, we used all methods) to reach Pratap Nagar metro station. At 7:30pm we start our journey with 60-80 other travelers/tourists. I was again travelling with Travel Triangle but with a different set of friends.I won't compare about what was different from my previous trip for two reasons. A. I really don't think I should compare. B. I have other interesting things to share than compare.The 2+2 seats were okay if not great and we found ourselves immediately participating in Dumb Charades in the bus. The coordinators were funny and cute. We came to a halt at a dhaba (70 Milestone) in Murthal. Some fried rice and manchurian was consumed and we resumed our journey. I would not like to disclose who my friends are but since they are present in every instance and adventure I witnessed on this trip, I would like to address them as Mysterio, Naysayer and Superwoman.So, I had real interesting conversations with Mysterio. While Superwoman and Naysayer dozed off (trying to) we were engrossed in conversations and it felt nice that 'Mysterio' was finally letting go of his reticent traits. At 4am we had another halt (middle of somewhere). I smoked a cigarette and it hit me hard (almost empty stomach). We got back into the buses and Mysterio and I had long conversations thereafter. I was travelling with them for the first time and little did I know that we all will be so awesome together.
ITraveller
"The beauty of travel is that someone's ordinary becomes your extraordinary."Hi Reader,Sometimes life gives you real amazing memories. So good, that you want them to lock them inside you heart, mind and soul.Well if you are thinking of visiting McLeod Ganj and Triund, you are on point. However, if you are planning to find insights about this place then I'd suggest that you stop reading here.I am expressive. This blog is long and more about how I explore places and people rather than a guide for you to figure out how you should being exploring the place.Working in an IT firm (aka shit hole) was a blessing in disguise. There is very common saying that you have colleagues in an office, however I have friends (sometimes universe is kind to me :') ).You know what? Read this blog as a story rather than a blog (free advice :D). So, 4 friends ditch their bosses at work (acting/lies/drama, we used all methods) to reach Pratap Nagar metro station. At 7:30pm we start our journey with 60-80 other travelers/tourists. I was again travelling with Travel Triangle but with a different set of friends.I won't compare about what was different from my previous trip for two reasons. A. I really don't think I should compare. B. I have other interesting things to share than compare.The 2+2 seats were okay if not great and we found ourselves immediately participating in Dumb Charades in the bus. The coordinators were funny and cute. We came to a halt at a dhaba (70 Milestone) in Murthal. Some fried rice and manchurian was consumed and we resumed our journey. I would not like to disclose who my friends are but since they are present in every instance and adventure I witnessed on this trip, I would like to address them as Mysterio, Naysayer and Superwoman.So I had real interesting conversations with Mysterio. While Superwoman and Naysayer dozed off (trying to) we were engrossed in conversations and it felt nice that 'Mysterio' was finally letting go of his reticent traits. At 4am we had another halt (middle of somewhere). I smoked a cigarette and it hit me hard (almost empty stomach). We got back into the buses and Mysterio and I had long conversations thereafter. I was travelling with them for the first time and little did I know that we all will be so awesome together.