Excerpts From My Diary : Day 8

Day 8

20th May’ 18

Manali

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11.05 A.M

Towards Solang, the mountains were beautiful. The snow was melting and only a little remained. The Beas river follows as usual and there are several rocks on the bank. The snowy mountains hide behind green. they are like a chain that adorn the green ones. They peek through. The motherly hands of the clouds pat the pinnacle.

We were running a little late today.

Till Solang Valley The scenery was very redundant. Mountains with melted snow and green ones.

When we reached the foothill, there were again horses to help us go upto 2.5 kilometres. No. Some of us went on them and the rest of us just walked. I was so tired with this climbing and all. I put the phone in the pocket of my windcheater and blasted anime music out loud. The fact that I was wearing a palazzo pant didn’t make my life any easier. After a lot of toiling and elevated dust allergy, I reached at the tourist point. My parents and aunt and uncle went up to a temple ahead which I didn’t go as my feet wouldn’t comply. According to what they said, it was a beautiful temple and the cold water from the waterfall cascaded naturally onto the holy idol. Wow. I could also see people paragliding. Not for me. Nah. I’ve always been bad at P.E. My stamina is not even 0.1% of what Naruto has. The only thing interesting about this place according to me was the breathtaking view and a flowing stream with surrounding rocks. We made our way down again by walking.

While Walking Uphill

View From The Top

The Stream

5:43 p.m.

I am sitting in the balcony of my hotel. But it’s so irritating cause it’s on the main road. The solace and solitude of the hotel from Shimla is eliminated. Sure, I can see the mountains far off, the melting snow and the snow caps. But the sound of those different indiscernible birds is hardly heard over the screeching noise of car horns and people conversing. The engines revv up and the rustle of trees is silent. It is very hot, but the winds are not. The sun is visible. It takes a long time here for it to get completely dark. It’s unusually bright for a hill station. I have to sit in the shade. It’s really sad that we have not been able to consistently enjoy the typical climate. That’s expected because though it is a season for people to visit; paradoxically it is off-season. And there is no snow. Even yesterday, it was raining heavily. We, obviously not prepared for it, had to get drenched.

I’ll kinda talk about the view around. To my left, when I train my eyes to look afar, a green mountain is visible. I mean it’s green because of those trees, which, if I’m not mistaken are Pine trees. Peeking from there, is an absolutely snow capped mountain peak. There might be little patches of melted snow but I can’t say for sure. That mountain is always full of snow no matter whenever I steal a glance at it. I wonder if I could go there. You know, those “off the beaten track” and “the road less traveled” kind of fantasy. Anyway with my amount of stamina you would never expect me to actually do that. To top it all, I have a fear of heights. To be honest that area is uninhabited and I don’t think there are any roads there. Above it, a cloud floats. There are usually very less clouds here. When you see more, prepare for a rainstorm. The trees block my full view but that’s ok. Trees are cool. The buildings that block my view irritate me to no end. And someone is playing loud music to top off all the hullabaloo. Finally, a gust of wind blows. But the honking cars disrupt that peace.

Towards the front, I mean afar, there are three mountains. Two full of greenery. Also scattered are some houses. Beyond those is a third mountain, where there are only a few remnants of snow. The rest is gone and the rocky surface can be seen. The light from the sun, which is almost about to go, illuminates the top of the mountains at an indecipherable angle. I shift my chair in the middle of the balcony as the sunlight isn’t falling here anymore. As I start turning to the right, I can see faint traces of a forest in the valley. The mountain (green) from before continuous over to the far, far right, even I cannot see where it ends. At the right end of that mountain, several houses are lined up. There are three more mountains behind, which look like four; as the shadow of the first mountain falls on the second one behind it. The first one is a green mountain, the two behind are snowy ones. The second mountain has a negligible amount of snow. The last one behind has snow left, which again is melting. But in the morning, I can see these mountains when I open my eyes; they’re completely fairy white. Behind these three mountains and the big green one, (the one that stretches from the opposite side to the extreme right) the sun starts to descend slowly. Its pride has dimmed and it’s almost about to go. I could write about the full time lapse of the sunset but it’ll honestly mean me sitting here for the next 3-4 hours. I would, if this were Shimla, but I can’t bear the noise and pedestrians here. Also, as I said, it takes a really long time here for it to get actually turn dark. Stuff is clearly visible even at 8 p.m.

Tomorrow we are travelling all day. Manali to Chandigarh (by road) and Chandigarh to Delhi (by train). Damn. Need to wake up around 4-4:30 a.m. Actually, I do love road trips. I get to see new things on the way, hence I prefer road travel in the daylight. Now, after watching some vlogs on YouTube and having snacks, then dinner and desert, it’ll soon be time to sleep. It will be a long day tomorrow. This is the last phase of this long trip. Honestly I do feel a little homesick.

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Author: yuktahathiramani1000

Inspiration is my frenemy. Sometimes it's besides me. Sometimes it betrays. But nonetheless we go on with the passion for the love of literary art.

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