Travelling, it leaves you speechless first and then turns you into a storyteller. This was exactly my Dad! He was a mad traveller who explored, lived and disappeared from destination to destination. His experiences intrigued me. I was allured to unravel the mysteries of places, people, culture and scenics. He was a mad traveller and a easy going trekker. Since a child, I heard his wander stories from places all over India and specially Himalayan tales.
“Better to see something once than hear only stories about it!” And that was the moment I gave in to my calling of Wanderlust. My hero gave me an advice : ” If you want to travel, start from your Hometown!” For me Travelling was not about 5 star hotels, comfy flights and hunky dory luggage. I wanted the feel of fresh air, the bumps of a bus, stories of people and best is self introspection. I did not need magic to disappear, a destination was enough to begin. That was my Hometown.
I started from Anusuiya Devi temple 7 km trek from my hometown followed by Tungnath which was around 13 km from Mandal & then one by one many surrounding places. My solo trip started from Delhi to Amritsar by BUS it was a very nice trip as well as a horrible one too. It was nice because I was born & brought up in Himalayas & had never seen the plains, large paddy fields, long straight roads. I found this far easier than pahadi zig-zag road.The horrible thing that happened was that I forgot my bus no. at Ludhiana bus stop & my luggage was inside the bus.