My friend had just finished telling me about her wonderful trip to Singapore. As she waxed eloquent about the many charms of Orchard Road, the wonders of the Night Safari at the Zoo, the Jurong Bird Park, the Botanic Gardens and the other hundreds of attractions of the Lion City, we lost our sense of time and before long, it was time for me to pick my son from his classes.
It was then that she asked me about my holiday, “How about Arunachal Pradesh? What are your favourite things from there?” I thought it over and came up with the most unsatisfactory response. “Apart from the chill in the air and the warmth of the people? Lambs, horses, yaks, rolling meadows, hillsides dusted with snow and frozen lakes.”
With that I picked my bag, told her that it was time for me to leave and promised her I would soon get back with all the details of my holiday. And so here I am, making good my promise.