This is who I was and who my friends and family know me as - a girl full of energy. Staying alone, I thought I had lost the touch. But being back in the mountains, I was once again the real me. I was labelled The crazy one - one who did all crazy things possible. I was the non-stop chatter box, to an extent that during a break on trek, when I was sitting silent watching nature, pretty much every one inquired if I was doing alright? why was I silent? and that I don't look good as a serious person. Was also called a laughing Buddha, where once I get into the mode of laughing I cannot stop myself. I am known for my one-liners or punch dialogues.
These were always my prominent features. Back in the Pune,Bangalore, London and old Denver days - the friends circle I had, still remember me as that person. But last couple of years, I have not spent a lot of time with anyone - strangers or friends, so I haven't had any platform to display my craziness. I was also skeptical about spending 10 days with complete strangers, thought might not be that fun; but I just wanted to be up the mountains, so I did not have high expectations. And the entire trek turned out to be awesome.
As they say, things happen for a reason. And this trek has been a reason right in time for my birthday to remind me of all the craziness I was born with. A bunch of blogs will follow in a few days, documenting various experiences during the trek. But this blog is the opening write-up on how this trek impacted me in a good way. About Himalayas, I will write next.
But, yes, Har ki Dun trek will stay close to my heart forever as not only my first multi-day backpacking trek but also the place where I rediscovered myself. No wonder Himalayas is the abode for wanderers in search of their soul!
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