Growing Up

इक्क कुड़ी जिदा नाम मोहब्बत   गुम है, गुम है, गुम है..  इक्क कुड़ी जिदा नाम मोहब्बत  गुम है, गुम है, गुम है..  ओ साद मुरादी, सोहनी फब्बत  गुम है, गुम है,  गुम है  गुम है, गुम है, गुम है and she just wished she was the one... never did she know she was the one... Anyways let's get on the trip, this time, there was no plan as such. I had planned on going to Rishikesh, Lansdowne and to my alma mater in Mussoorie. I had a bike and for a second, I thought of doing this trip. I somehow stumbled upon a website named meetup, there were numerous weekend plans on this site. I don't deny it ever, I have an ultimate love for hill stations maybe someday I wish to have a home on one of those mountains. Finally, I made up my mind and I had very little time at my disposal to decide, I called up the person in charge of the trip at around 05:00pm in the evening.  The only thing I asked him ki "Buddy, I have an issue, there shouldn't be is...

There's always childishness around... and travelling is a breath of life... I love the adrenaline rush...  The adrenaline rush to see places... To see a different sunrise, a different sunset... Places I could only think of...  Dreams which I had... Trying hard to keep the dreams alive... I travel again to live the dream... It is nearly time to say goodbye to 2017, a year which has somehow not been easy. I did some memorable trips at the start of the year but later half had been pretty boring after I went under the knife for a surgery. It was only three months but that tingling feeling of travelling to places was growing.  Dates were decided but we kept on changing the destination every day. Gokarna, Pondicherry, Kodaikanal, Coorg and finally Ooty was voted for, one of the most filmed locations in India(i still fail to believe, are we short of hill stations or this place was cheap for the filmmakers). No doubt this place is any photographer's deli...