We did make the journey.
My cousin (who was born the year after we went the first time) and I walked along the signs that said echo point. It was a far way off. We stopped midway and got talking, never making it there. Perhaps it's just as well. In my mind, it's a wondrous fable, and we'll let it echo.
The road's been made now. There is no trek. For old time's sake, we got off a couple of kilometres before, the adventurous among us, and walked ahead. The lodge offers adventure sports, camping packages, a zip line and the works. And in May, the time we went, there are no flowers. The sky is a clear blue.
My cousin (who was born the year after we went the first time) and I walked along the signs that said echo point. It was a far way off. We stopped midway and got talking, never making it there. Perhaps it's just as well. In my mind, it's a wondrous fable, and we'll let it echo.
4 comments:
A photograph of you! It was about time.
You look so happy :)
Haha! I was, sort of. Confusing emotions though.
I exported this blog to my Tumblr! www.vasudhawadhera.tumblr.com
Though I laahved this theme. :(
Oh, where is this?
Mussoorie :)
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