"On books and friends, I spend my money; For stones and bricks, I haven't any."
- Ruskin Bond
It was the eve of New Years and I knew it was going to be just another day. After all, we weren't stationed in a metropolitan city and did not have any pubs or discotheque or even a decent restaurant anywhere near vicinity. But then, the husband announced, "Pack your bags! We are leaving!" The husband and surprises do not go hand-in-hand. Often, it has turned out bad or I would easily KNOW when he acts all cool. This time though, he bowled me over.
Thus we drove up the Queen of hills, the hill station of Mussoorie. The plethora of sheer beauty, the winding roads, a handful of bakeries, an array of boarding schools and beautiful old bungalows brought in a sense of tranquility.