Tuesday, 13 October 2015

Day 2 .... Of the trip

Hi guys sorry I forgot to mention the epic fight for lights in the last day article… well as u might not know but I can stand darkness, it gives me Goosebumps like hell. And our one and only mohit can’t sleep in light so for almost one hour we fought over opening or closing the light resisting our dead slip. But damn,,,,,, I lost and mohit closed the night with all the heavy lids of eyes.

Well the day 2 started with the sunlight peeking through the rough curtains hanging in all corners in the room and vikram hovering on everyone to wake up so that we can leave the place on time. Well I hope you remember our mistake of swiping the NH 121 and NH58, well it was not corrected yet… I know we were bit of tech believers whom Google maps has blindsided.

No worries we asked, we trailed, we bumped but stay on our course to reach the destination we decided for don’t forget the cutting few points here and there but the main thing remain intact. Well my journey had to be more interesting since God’s plans are not finished yet. We asked our way from a police man who was giving us a clean sweep by not checking our documents but here we are asking for more adventures. In the end stopped us and guess what we got an inter-state tax penalty ( congratulations), ten times the original cost, had to be paid at the RTO office which will open at 11 and right now it’s just 10. Not to our worry we found an amazing restaurant who fed us amazingly ( first nice meal on the trip, No offence)!!! Well the name of the place is slipping from my tongue may be I will get it after few more sips.

We paid our asked liability and drove again, and caught the most beautiful glimpse of the mountains and the river beside. But never to overlook the dangerous landslide zones as well. We squeal , we sip, we smoke but all we did was enjoy the moments we had in our hands. All of us are working people who steal the time for what we love. And really write now I am doing what I cherish the most ( words).

Since we lost so much time in missing the right NH, atlast we got our real track and our search for mohit’s only love Gauchar for explore. A little bit of background is needed here I think. Actually at the time of selecting the place to visit and roam, everyone search for the ideal spots and researched about it. Well mohit fell for the G place .. oops I mean the city don’t think anything which I don’t, and since you already know his memory of learning names this is the only name he remembered correctly.

On our way we also got to know about shalini’s cooking egg cooking ability. Never seen a gal cooking her egg the way she wants on a side corner shop. But she did and made exactly she like .. something between a omelet and a half fry. But I can say the guys have appetite of a whale but with a 6 abs look to drool over.

Vikram gave the ultimatum that we will not stop until we reach govindghat, which was a impossible task since we have to explore gauchar.We crossed all the prayag and the beautiful rivers along our sides not to forget the fierce mandakni river. We reached gauchar it was a small place although quite beautiful in its own way, mountains covering it from all sides with the perfect view. And we reached joshimath at 7:15pm which was 15 min late from the allowing time to cross the barrier. Huh.

We fought but realized soon it was for our own good, a new task came into picture find a hotel to keep our selves covered from the temperature which was decreasing by 5 degree after every hour and reached to – 2 degree.

Settling the things was easier but hunting for food made me realize how much I suck in walking on heights and gave me a fair view of tomorrow’s 20+ kms work. I really started panicking addition to which our nearly drunk vikram played the prank which made me feel like strangling him with my bare hands.

There is this leaf which have thorns over it if you see it its normal but when he smashed the leaf on my hand I felt like I don’t have my fingers with me anymore. Seriously he pulled that prank on me and deeksha just to show that we should not touch that leaf by mistake.

There is one more surprise in bed its one of the couple’s anniversary. The cute couple wished each other at 12 midnight with the shower of gifts on each other. Cute the journey is getting more interesting every minute and trust me I enjoyed the every bit. So stay tuned for our horse ride experience and how I taught my horse the counting.

Sunday, 4 October 2015

Everything Is Fun : The Trekking Trip to valley of flowers....

Smile never comes with terms and conditions it just appears on your face when your heart feels it. The whole article is all about the smiles I witnessed on the faces of my friends and mine too. The last five days were the amazing days full of smiles and fun.

Two months back one of my friend approached me with an idea of a trekking trip. It was the first time I heard the name of the place, “Valley Of Flowers”. He told me it’s a trekking trip and I said, “I am in”. He sent me few details and links of the place to study. Till the time I boarded the car, I only know that trekking means loads of walk and mountains but later I realized what I got myself in. I accepted the plan without knowing the road ahead of me. And trust me it was one of my best decisions in last 25 years.

Day 1

Well Vikram and Mohit the only two creatures I knew while starting the trip, they also were the main managers of all the fun coming. We booked a dashing red Scorpio car with 6 people to sit in. so now the journey begun on 3 rd September ’2015 at 7:30 am from vikram’s place.
Who says plan always works right, they sometimes backfire but Our plan backfired plan was too awesome to realize. Our scheduled arrival to destination was 4th September but guesses what we there on 6th September and Google maps became our internal joke. We relied on it and it leaded to 250 kms extra in order to make our route shortest.

There are two national highways 121 and 58 which lead to valley of flowers, where 58 is the shorter one. Oops but we opted 121 which is the longest and the lonely highway but with amazing clicks. We turned, we ride, we stopped, we clicked and enjoyed it.

Journey started with 6 people one who drive, one who make everyone laugh, one the silent killer ( horse), and two beautiful ladies apart from me. There were loads of cheers and fights in it, as our precious chauffeur, Mr. Vikram( the organizer) was only allowed to have red bull to keep his eyes open where as we were clinking our beer cans.  Our first long stop was near halduani where our search god mohit hunted for food as all the places was serving rice but he found one place who served rotis with rice.

The entire view was breathtaking, a bliss to eyes, an ecstasy to ears and heart. Water and trees were accompanying us in the whole journey to mark our presence, while we were fighting who will sit in front. Noise was on top and excitement was growing every minute.
After driving 300 kms we realized we choose the longer route and tried to find a place to stay the night as it was getting darker every minute. Oops I forgot to tell you, the whole we were imagining why there is no one else on the road we are pursuing its NH anyway. We ll the question was already answered it was the wrong NH. It was a mistake which created few 100 extra clicks in our book of memories.

After hours of searching and twisting through rocks and turns, we found a place to stay over, Thalisen and mohit was pronouncing it sushmita sen as the last few alphabets rhymed. While reaching for Thalisen it was dark so we thought of asking a guy who was coming from front but after seeing his face we ran like anything, we felt haunted for several hours after that.

We book a single room with six beds and grabbed the only meal we got there at 10 pm in the night, anyhow we stuffed the hungry tummies.  With our growling account manager mr mohit hovering over us to spend less ( kidding).

The night was on and we slept like dead in bed and waiting for the next adventure going to come next day with the bright sunshine and more heights.

Its just day one the others are still going to come …. One day at a time so by tomorrow I m gonna tell you about 4th September with the fun stored in it. And Mohit’s undying love for Gauchar… stay tuned…