When a friend called to excitedly propose the idea of an impromptu trip to Meghalaya, the land of verdant, rolling greens and cottony clouds, I impulsively said yes. The NH7 Weekender was scheduled for the first week of November and boasted of the legendary Poets of the Fall. The idea of getting out of the city’s noise and into forested valleys, to listen to some great music amidst hills with a nip in the air appealed to me. What I didn’t factor in was how a chronic hibernator during winter, like me, would fare in the chilly air of the hills and make my sedentary legs carry me up steep hillsides. Nevertheless, warm clothes were bought and bags packed in anticipation of the trip.