Those moments of “wow” that just take one’s breath away and freeze themselves in one’s heart for all eternity.
Like diamonds in a coal mine, they are few and far between and perhaps it is this rarity of theirs that make them so addictive for me.
In my regular routine, I do sometimes encounter a small glimmer of wonder; a tug at my gut when I watch a sun setting into the sea, or hear the first birds chirping etc. But that’s about it.
It is only when I take myself out of this routine reality of mine that I find more of those gems and so it is in pursuit of this wonder that I take up travelling .
If I were to measure the value of each of my trips on the basis of the wonder factor, the trip to Sikkim comes second only to my national tour. There were so many moments of ceaseless wonder in those couple of days that I am unlikely to forget them for the rest of my life. There are so many of those freeze frames in my heart that my vocabulary of four languages is falling shamefully short of words to describe each of them.
I however owe it to myself that I write out at least the best of them. For when I write them, I relive those precious moments which feel like they were crafted in paradise specially for me to keep.
(NOTE: The order is absolutely random with me trying to save the best for the last. )
The Blue Ribbon – How I fell for the Teesta at first glance.
Sipping Excellence – Tea at its finest.
The Song And The Dance– Seeing the Sun rising over the Himalayas
Much Much White Fluff– My idiosyncrasy about Snow!!
In conclusion I’d say that though these were the best moments of the trip for me, they weren’t the only ones. In fact there were so many beautiful moments that I shared with my classmates that it is slightly difficult to keep track of them all and I probably won’t be too comfortable sharing a few of them. Yet, these remain the most magnificent moments of the entire journey to me and I’ll always be a little partial towards them.