I had read somewhere "Love is the food of life, travel is the dessert."
We had known each other for four months now, meeting every weekend in the hills of Sahyadris, practicing for our upcoming Himalayan Trek to Kedarkantha. I was the organizer for the famous winter trek and he was one of those joining the group to be part of this amazing journey. Because of the regular practices, the whole group knew each other now and were comfortable enough to call each other friends. So, before our unforgettable journey began, we had turned out to be friends.