It was 9 AM in the morning and I woke up to see if I reached Delhi or not. So, I gathered my stuff and stood near the door wondering if this was going to be a big mistake or if I am finally going to have the time of my life.
The train started to slow down and my heart was thumping really fast. While getting off the train, I said to myself this is it, there is no going back for now and I sat on the platform, drinking my cup of good old chai and trying to pick a place to freshen up and then it suddenly occurred to me, that I can visit my childhood friend Gopi. Oh crap! you caught me.
Gopi is just an acquaintance of mine and we talked once or twice, but I needed to clean up So I called him anyway. He welcomed me into his mess and invited me into his room with open arms. Later, I took a long and relaxing shower trying to make up my mind. “What now”? “Where am I supposed to go now”? “Oh god! Why am I so clueless all the time”?. I decided to google for help. I always wanted to stay in a zostel, call it an obsession, I really like to stay at a zostel whenever possible.
While checking for places with zostels.
“MANALI”!!! I screamed in my head.
Okay so here it goes:
It was the perfect destination.
Later, I booked the zostel and a bus to Manali immediately. I got into a cab and got off at a bus station and while checking for my bus number, my phone got switched off.
Oh, and another thing; I was traveling with a broken phone and my phone probably hated me for that one time, when it accidentally slipped off my hand. So, since then it had a mind of its own and decided that, it should stop working. And the phone got switched off exactly when I needed it the most. I flipped. I cannot recollect the bus number and I was running around trying to find my bus and to my bad luck, there were so many buses which confused me so much that, I was about to have a breakdown. Later a bus driver confirmed to me that, the bus on the right was the one I was looking for. I was so thanked him so much to that saint the almighty and got onto the bus and sat on my seat. My thoughts started haunting me again like:
"It's going to be exciting, I know, but, what if it isn't?" I know it’s frustrating to read the same thing over and over again. Trust me, I was frustrated by myself but, what am I supposed to do? I was doing something so out of my comfort zone.
Some of you might be thinking that it's just a trip and get over it. But, for a lonely introvert like me who doesn't ever get off from his bed, this was a huge deal. I had stepped out of a safe haven and I was finally about to do something exciting for the first time. All the hauntings for a second, made me want to get off the bus but, later I made up my mind.
"Nope! you can't make me get off". My heart was ready but, my mind wasn’t, or so I thought.