Shimla in White #3

the misty and snowy path

Shimla in white so was she, wearing a white colored eskimo jacket.

We were on the ridge as she left my hand and went to an unknow corner,this made me follow her to where she was leading. We were standing behind the railing watching the scenic shimla all in white. Suddenly snowfall started and i quickly searched my bag for an umbrella. Seeing this she said “bewkoof kya kar rahe ho”, I said “chatri dhund raha hu miss”. She took the bag from me, zipped it up and said enjoy the weather just wear your hat.

Now we were standing close to each other enjoying the snowfall and all of a sudden a demands comes in,lets eat ice-cream. So we were standing under the snowfall eating ice-cream and she was shivering but still eating her ice-cream.I kept on adoring her while she was busy eating her ice-cream,shivering and her nose turned to red. As i adored her i wonder why i liked her maybe because she was cute,maybe because she was the spontaneous traveler or maybe she was entirely a different person when in an unknown place.

Who was she? she! she was a dream yet to come true,

she was a mystery yet to unravel herself,

she was a story yet to be told,

she was my quest!

Thanks for reading this far!

Shimla in White #2

Shimla in white so was she wearing a white colored eskimo jacket.

So we were in shimla as the clock struck 9, the view of shimla was breath taking ,it was snow and snow everywhere. Cool breeze touching your skin making you realize no matter how much clothes you wear up but it still will be cold. While the beauty was mesmerising, it always came with a price for the locals.There was long jam outside the Old bus stand, water dripping from top of every household, ice gone solid on the road that makes you slip, a car hanging half in air half on road due to snow.

Amidst all this ruckus as i was visualizing shimla, there she was standing in front of me with a snow ball in her hand all ready to throw it on me and as i gazed towards her Woom! an snow ball comes flying on my face and she runs away giggling at me.

So the action was done now it was my turn to react. I chased her, grasped her hand,pulled her near me and painted her face with snow all over it,so the newton’s 3rd law was obeyed.We went straight to the mall road, keeping every foot very cautiously as the ice was thick and we slipped many times. There were time when she slipped and i ran to pick her up and she always smiled at me as i give her a hand.

We were at mall road standing in middle of the ridge, she slowly leaves my hand and walks away to the unknown corner .

Sometimes this all made me think who was she?

To be continued in part3…

Shimla in White #1

Shimla in white, so was she ,wearing a white colored eskimo jacket . We went to shimla in January 2017. The excursion as usual was not at all planned, as always she the weirdo came up with it early in the morning that day.

It was 4:30 in the morning and a call came saying “ek kaam kar ,ek bag pack kar , ek jacket  daal,ek topi aur ek muflar and 15 min mai ready hoja. I am coming at your place”. I wasn’t able to say a word. Exactly after 15 minutes she was outside my place, with a red bagpack wearing a white eskimo jacket. I was still in my sleep trying to figure out what was going on. So as i come outside asking “kya hua ” and the rely was “We are going to shimla” and i like “Seriously”.

30 minutes later we both are aboard a bus to shimla . I am thinking how! how she always manages to convince me to these random and unplanned trips. But as usual i dont  know the answer, as usual the answer was “usne kaha aur mai chal diya”.

After 3 hours long bus ride we were in shimla. She was super excited all set to get out of that bus as the bus stops . Yes shimla was white that day, snow everywhere , snow capped trees,houses,roads,cars and so was she…

To be continued in post #2