As soon I reached, I freshened up at the bus stand. I met a friendly fellow at the bus stand while having coffee, who started guiding me all the point to cover around in Dharamshala. Although I had a rough idea of the places to cover, which I had googled on the way to Delhi in the train, I chatted with him to get an inside idea of a localite. He helped me book a taxi for a descent price to cover Dharamshala, McLeodganj and drop off at Dharamkot, the base for Triund trek. I sat in the car and started off. First I visited Tea garden and Martyr’s Memorial. Then I went to Dharamshala Cricket ground. Stepping into the world highest stadium was an enthralling feeling. I was captivated by the scenery around the stadium. The stadium was literally in the lap of nature, surrounded by mountains on all sides. Then I headed to a viewpoint, which provided an unhindered view of the mountains surrounding Dharamshala. Then I went to Dal lake (not the one in Kashmir) and St John’s Church. The church was quiet with an aura emancipating, captivating me to stay at that place for longer. Pressed by time, I moved towards Bhagsunag temple. Bhagsunag waterfalls were behind the temple at a distance of 700 meters. I started off my trail to the waterfall and reached there pretty quick. I came back after taking a few pics. Then I finally reached Dharamkot, which was my base for the Triund trek. On getting down, I started off immediately without wasting any time. Before coming to a check point, I bought some dimsums and fruits to eat on the way and at night. I had heard that everything was costly at the top of Triund, so I chose to carry my eatables instead of investing money at the top. The trail was pretty good with steep ascends. I met a few Koreans and many other groups on the way. By the time I reached the top, it was already 4. The view on reaching on top indescribable. The innate feeling of being surrounded by nature was reeling in my veins. I decided to cherish the beauty after I find a suitable place to spend my night. So, I left off in search of a site to pitch my tent. Soon I found a place where I provided a beautiful view of the high mountains from inside my camp. I pitched my camp at that place in a jiffy and started to adore the magnanimous beauty of nature. The Triund top was sandwiched between the mountains on one side and the city of McLeodganj on other. The shelter of the high mountains provided me with a sense of motherly touch which I had been missing for quite some time. Sitting at that place, made me feel being in the lap of mother with the breeze simulating the feeling of mother’s touch caressing my hair. I just closed my eyes to breathe in the beauty of nature. After some time, I sat to pen down a poem to give words to the beatific feeling I was experiencing at heart. After some time, when the sun began to set, I sat down in remembrance of few of my friends who left us prematurely. I made a video as an obituary, for them, as well as my favorite singer Chester Bennington, from the band Linkin Park. Sitting alone looking at the sun set down, I began introspecting my life and cherishing it. I took rest for awhile, before waking up to the moonrise from the curtain of the mountains, in the evening. I started a small campfire, had my food, and sat by to cherish the night. Long after the fire died, I went inside my camp to sleep under the starry night. After so long, I was far away from mundane life to sleep under the sky, surrounded by mountains.
Day 3 – Trek back, Baijnath, Bir, Billing, Mandi