There was a small tower sort of thing, which had people watching and capturing sunset. I rushed up it, but I almost missed it. And decided to go back, as visiting the Gurudwara and Mandir at the Mall Road, and buying the sweet was still left on my newly made itinerary. So I asked him to take me back and leave me at the main market area, while he was ready to take me to some other spots of beauty. That bike ride throughout the hills was too much fun, filled with a deadly combination of thrill as well as fear, as I was new to the place, too less confident, and was trusting a stranger, though those bikers were affiliated there, nullifying the risks.
Upon finally reaching down, I rushed towards the market to buy the sweets because I was left with only an hour before I had to meet my companions. After buying the sweets, I also went to the Gurudwara, which was a small one but peaceful one, and the temple and rushed back to the Mall Road to get re-united with others, where I was welcomed with personal scoldings by each of the senior friends I had made during the trip, but all of it came out of love and care, and I managed to melt their hearts by my toothy smile.
But through this, I earned many pockets full of experience, and confidence upon myself.