All messed up, we got down, and took a bus to Shimla. Ananth had taken the ticket to the new bus stand which is far far away from the main city, so after reaching the bus stand, I had to go back to the railway station to get my souvenir.( I take a souvenir from every place that I go to and I put it on my backpack) I wanted a mountain railway keychain, but when i got there, the Souvenir shop was closed. Some brits had just arrived at the station. Here to see what you did back then, huh. Anyway, taking a chilled out stroll on the rain kissed roads of Shimla, I went back to the bus stand after taking help from a local boy. It was a mixed experience with the locals here. Some went out of their way to help us, but some were just too rigid and done with helping the tourists, in this city overburdened with civilization.
Even though we didn't do what we went to Shimla for, we did some things which we never expected to find in this tourist hub, like that well hidden cafes behind the Viceregal Lodge to spend your lazy afternoons. Shimla wasn't what I wanted it to be, but its old world charm or what's left of it is something one cannot resist. If this post wasn't enough to convince you to go pack your bags, go check my instagram. Those pictures might do the trick.
Babu Moshai Zindagi badi honi chahiye lambi nahi.. - Anand
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Till we pack our bags again!!
This blog was originally published on 'Reaching Solace'