It got dark till the time we found a place to stay the night. It was a small, austere house in a lush grassland called Nirvana . 150 rupees for a night and you got exactly the 150-rupees-looking room but it was clean and tidy so we were quite satisfied. Who needs fancy in paradise?
Note: By 'yum food', I do not mean a ravish and embellished meal. Good, no-dirty masala food which the owner's wife made for us. Mushroom cheese omelette rocked silver though.
I'll never forget the next morning when I woke up early in the morning, before everyone else, in my uncombed hair and smudgy kajal to witness the sunrise. I didn't even have to push myself to wake up that early; I just wanted to go around this place as much as I could and I wasn't gonna miss the sunrise at such a place.
Luckily, the owner of the cafe and his wife were also up so I politely asked for a cup of coffee and then went ahead. I spent a few minutes searching for the ideal spot to gaze at that magnificent sunrise slowly making its way out of the lap of the mighty mountains and sat there for 30 minutes at least with Ben Howard and Coldplay keeping me company.
Every direction my eyes went and with every turning blink of an eye, there was peace. There was that outpouring positive vibe in the slow breezes that relaxed your every sense and suddenly, your mind did a funny thing where it forgot the concept of past and future; there was just the never-ending beauty lying in front of you...just the present moment. And it was out of this world.