Can you imagine the excitement of breathing the greenery, smoking mist, hung to a rock, and battling against wilderness? How about becoming a vagabond?
This indomitable urge for pain and pleasure led me to roads (err!) to the ‘hilly terrains of Sahaydri’). Reading about treks feels like stuffing you to the armchair and smell the hot coffee brewing. Imagine…the joy of a trekker when he walked through the velvety carpet of green pasture, crawl upright to flat-bed rock with running trails of waterfalls, and moss on his sole.
My *folks* who felt my settlement to Pune is the end to the search for a social life and sweet bagel come to realization (with much awe) that it’s a ‘New Beginning’ to my own self.
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