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The poetic Himanchal

"Khatam ho gai", was the spell i had as soon as i gave my last exam and came out of the examination centre, i was thrilled and both challenged as i had a huge list under my belt but who cares a trip to my dad's house was just on to my head.
i rushed towards the cab and went straight to my house,my mom was doing the packing and i started mine too ,so finally it was 8:25pm and i was inside the bus and the journey began ... 
in nature's lap
                                                                                                    it was the same mundane route i used to traverse everyday and that same roadside scenes bored me and thus i slept. suddenly the conductor came and gave us a paper bag at about 4am , openiong my eyes slowly i gazed at it and it said "Hill sickness bag", wooo i was just about to reach as the hilly regions had started, i rubbed my eyes and started gazing through the window for the scenes but unfortunately it was dark all around.
 
                                                                              5 pm , finally the wait ends an d i am at the doorstep of himanchal , i was shivering more and more with every minute as the chilly winds take cover on me ,but finally i reached my home and the next day was my turn to witness the beauty of hills. 
                                                                                                          In the private taxi we went to witness the tourist spots and then began the journey to heaven, it was hills all around , just greenery , u look down u will find green look up it ll all be green , just looked like as if the heavens have poured down on himanchal , i could'nt resist so opened the window and u can't imagine the relief i felt when that air just crossed my face , i went numb, i never had such an experience ,i had never been a witness to such a stupendous site of nature ... 


  







The poetry of nature never ends .......................

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