Indelible trip to kasouli....

So so finali we had made it.... trip!!! trip to kasoli.... Kasauli is a good detour between Shimla and Kalka, and is often called lesser Shimla...
A Peculiar Conglomerate!!!!!!
We were told to reach stand by 5.30 am and we did that too but to our astonishment driver left the bus in the middle... somehow we managed to get a driver and much better conditioned bus.. After a regal breakfast at the MITRAN DA DHABA we continued on to KAsuli.......loads and loads of fun was there in the bus as in we played antakshiri in which i sang one haryanvi song although no one understood its lyrics but every1 appreciated very much...our group consist 5 boys and 4 girls playing truth and dare, dum shratz many-many more i felt great sense of joy.... "Beech beech mein jab BOREDOM state aayyi To humare BRAR saab JINDABAD""" 4.1/2 hour accelerated at such a pace that we did nt come to knw we had reached kasoli....
foto session was great.. all of our goofing up during journey to monkey point was absolutly fantastic..... we 5 stayd at base of air force and u can call it a luck or our intelligency in a manner that we got a golden chance to savoured food items present in different bags... haha .....MAZA AA GYA... then we all went to monkey point by tracking almost 50 miles (it seemed to be) but it was nearly 600 metr... our group was waiting for us at top near temple....all came wid moderate pace singing "WAHEGURU WAHEGURU"... awsome.....
by 5 we reverted back for Ludhiana.. since all were asking teachers for stay at sector 17 as some of them had never got chance to visit chd.. so Sir was convinced...."""""dance masti itni ki bus mein abhi tak kano mein GANE baj re hain.........""""
I am wondering wen will HIMALAYAS call us next..................:):):):)

Random Thoughts

I believe once you have come in contact with someone, the memory of him/her remains etched in you till it becomes non-essential, like the clothes of your bygone years, tender ages. Sometimes we adorn ourselves with more fashionable and likable clothes, so that the old ones are completely replaced. Anyhow, if time is a scale, how much unacceptable it may be, the memory of some interaction revives the relation, even though the person is not around. So it depends on you to celebrate that memory or disown it.

Disowning is a painful process, so I try to laugh about it if the memory brought some misfortune, or else celebrate it. So you in my case, i am always a friend of a person i have talked to. No matter how far we are, how long ago we met. Cause, the moment we meet again, there is a possibility of a spark. And I live within this limitless possibilities. Even then, I wont ask you to hold up your life for me. Why it is that we never try to believe friendship, love, compassion can be shared with multiple people. We might feel strongly about someone than the other, but that is not enough reason to reject the later. Or is it ?

Life is a rainbow and here is the canvas on which some of my life's hues are splashed!