Life at NITH can get extraordinarily monotonous sometimes. The same trees, the same people, the same old Nescafe with engrossed couples can get to a person. A change becomes mandatory, especially during the weekends.
Desperately seeing this change, I packed my bag and decided to go to Mcleodganj for the weekend. The trip was different as I relied on my I pod to give me company instead of people. The bus journey was uneventful with four long hours of music. I reached Dharmashala at 8 pm where I was greeted by a great masala dosa, four tasty vadas and a hot cup of coffee. I rummaged around Dharmashala desparetely seeking a roof over my head. Lying down finally on a comfortable bed, I heard the wind howling with great gusto in an attempt to break the window off its hinges. I was so tired that I didn’t know when I actually dozed off.
A road in Dharmashala
Getting up at 7:30 , I headed to the bus stop in Dharmashala. I stumbled upon the ever eating couple of our college in the bus stop. Mutual astonishment was apparent. The three of us (couple + I) boarded the overcrowded bus and ended up in Mcleodganj. I bade the lovely couple goodbye and made my way to an obscure Tibetan restaurant. Munching on Tibetian bread and Jam, I conceived the next course of action. After the I wandered aimlessly in Mcleodganj. The entire Mcleodganj was covered within a span of 1 hour. I then decided to cover a distance of 10 km between Mcleodganj and Dharmashala by foot. En route to Dhamashala, I explored St John’s church in the wilderness, a church built in the 1800’s by the British.
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