Even next day I set off after the mundane chores for Mussoorie, the Rajpur Road as usual was bustling with people the school going crowd I don’t know why the schools of Dehradun and Mussoorie I find a class ahead I headed off straight at the footsteps of the queen of hills the welcoming pines, the rhododendrons the clouds hugging me tight being the first time that I would drive myself and climb the queen so it was a challenge too mustering up all my concentration I sped up honking at every hairpin turn attaining altitude with every turn and again was behind a bus of UK safely and steadily making space suddenly I felt I could hug the clouds because I was on ever famous Mall Road bustling with tourists and vendors selling local stuff and those over made up honeymoon couples pretending to be so much dipped in love clutching hands ignoring the horns of vehicles ever wonder what’s the point of applying such luminous colored lipsticks at sharp 8:30 or so in the morning when there’s so much more to explore and look for and breath the fresh crisp air with such enchanting beauty enveloping you anyways leaving with their makeup, chewy lipstick trend I headed off for camel’s back and parked my flying saucer my dizzy the swift desire as I lovingly call being a avid workout freak laced my joggers and took off to camel’s back enclosing myself in those nostalgic moments of my past years when my dad & me used to run on those snaky windings racing with the clouds feeling my dad & filling my lungs with that enthralling fresh air of the hills.
Enormous amount of constructions popping up from every corner (right pic).
to be continued…