28th of May, a night before, CBSE decided to be merciless with ,us, scared sixteen-year old souls, I was in Sri Nagar, shifting uncomfortably in bed. Finally, fear which was lurking deep inside me, came up in form of goose pimples...
I spent the entire day hoping something would go wrong, weird right? Oh well, I had my reasons.
I've always maintained that when something terribly bad happens, it's followed by something
unbelievably good. Errrr, foolish I know. Well, that's what CBSE does to you, freaks you out!
So, while I was riding a horse,I'd hope it'd slip or something of that sort! Really, the negative-me was at its best, trying to imagine every possible sad thing. But to my disappointment nothing of that sort happened. Moreover, the trip had been fantastic. So the darker it grew, the more hyper-active my panic-cells got. At one point, I got so desperate, that I requested my brother
to beat me up. And, the devil, without having second thoughts, started the drill. Oh well, it only made me happy * sheepish smile *
And did I mention just how developed Kashmir is? This one guy at the reception actually looked at me like I was some retard, when I mentioned 'Internet'. So we gadded around town, hoping to come across an Internet cafe. We did come across one called 'Raju Intarnet Cafe'. Oh well, I didn't expect him to open his shop for me at 8 in the morning. So ultimately, I had to rely on the source I dreaded the most- phone call from a friend.
Well, I was stuck with two fat ladies. 88% wasn't impressive at all. I got beaten up for nothing!
I whined on my way back to the hotel. Everyone congratulated, regardless. Being far from home didn't really help, I got calls from uncles and aunties who I didn't even know existed.
We had to fly to Jammu in the afternoon. And just so you know, airsickness is my best friend. I hate flights. But I didn't have much of a choice there. For a half hour flight, we had to go through
a two hour security-check. Seriously, Kashmir police makes you feel like you're in Osama's family. Blah! Annoyed the hell out of me..
On reaching, I was told our hotel wasn't situated in the main city! My eyes were weary, my body aching for sleep...It took us two long hours to reach our hotel, I crashed onto the bed almost instantly.. My body had begun to heat-up already, my eyes started burning and my body and mind suffered an excruciating pain...
As if I hadn't greased my elbow enough, I was told that we had to go to Vaishno Devi the same evening.. 14 kms up the hill, are you kidding me? Just the thought sent a chill down my spine..
I was in no shape to get up even, forget climbing mountains.. But no one paid heat to my tantrums, my rants went unnoticed..
So we started... after 3 kms, I felt I could collapse any second. But I moved on...walked and walked... for 4 hours!! All this time, I was busy cursing my day.. I mean, a 90 + would have me running.. But, that wasn't the case...Well, we reached somehow.. Woke up the next morning, went for the darshan, prayed lots and came back 14 kms.
It was definitely the craziest day of my life. Phew!
I spent the entire day hoping something would go wrong, weird right? Oh well, I had my reasons.
I've always maintained that when something terribly bad happens, it's followed by something
unbelievably good. Errrr, foolish I know. Well, that's what CBSE does to you, freaks you out!
So, while I was riding a horse,I'd hope it'd slip or something of that sort! Really, the negative-me was at its best, trying to imagine every possible sad thing. But to my disappointment nothing of that sort happened. Moreover, the trip had been fantastic. So the darker it grew, the more hyper-active my panic-cells got. At one point, I got so desperate, that I requested my brother
to beat me up. And, the devil, without having second thoughts, started the drill. Oh well, it only made me happy * sheepish smile *
And did I mention just how developed Kashmir is? This one guy at the reception actually looked at me like I was some retard, when I mentioned 'Internet'. So we gadded around town, hoping to come across an Internet cafe. We did come across one called 'Raju Intarnet Cafe'. Oh well, I didn't expect him to open his shop for me at 8 in the morning. So ultimately, I had to rely on the source I dreaded the most- phone call from a friend.
Well, I was stuck with two fat ladies. 88% wasn't impressive at all. I got beaten up for nothing!
I whined on my way back to the hotel. Everyone congratulated, regardless. Being far from home didn't really help, I got calls from uncles and aunties who I didn't even know existed.
We had to fly to Jammu in the afternoon. And just so you know, airsickness is my best friend. I hate flights. But I didn't have much of a choice there. For a half hour flight, we had to go through
a two hour security-check. Seriously, Kashmir police makes you feel like you're in Osama's family. Blah! Annoyed the hell out of me..
On reaching, I was told our hotel wasn't situated in the main city! My eyes were weary, my body aching for sleep...It took us two long hours to reach our hotel, I crashed onto the bed almost instantly.. My body had begun to heat-up already, my eyes started burning and my body and mind suffered an excruciating pain...
As if I hadn't greased my elbow enough, I was told that we had to go to Vaishno Devi the same evening.. 14 kms up the hill, are you kidding me? Just the thought sent a chill down my spine..
I was in no shape to get up even, forget climbing mountains.. But no one paid heat to my tantrums, my rants went unnoticed..
So we started... after 3 kms, I felt I could collapse any second. But I moved on...walked and walked... for 4 hours!! All this time, I was busy cursing my day.. I mean, a 90 + would have me running.. But, that wasn't the case...Well, we reached somehow.. Woke up the next morning, went for the darshan, prayed lots and came back 14 kms.
It was definitely the craziest day of my life. Phew!
