This is something that was typed up in December 2015. It has been lying in my drafts folder all this while and I had fun reading it - yes, despite the dripping immaturity and oozing ultra-spoilt-brat attitude. I hope you do, too!
It has been so long. So very long. No, I am not about to apologize for the long absence. Life happened. I am now going to randomly give you tit-bits, as I always do. So, here I go.
- Himachal is cold. I was comfortably cold with 7 layers of clothing on the top and 3 layers of clothing on the bottom. Let me also add that this also included thermal wear. Yep.
- I am unfit. Disturbingly so. Trekking to Triund took my breath away. Quite literally. To the point of wanting to abandon the trek mid way, run back to Dharamsala and get into the cozy hotel bed. Here I was thinking it would be a cake walk and I'll just trek on while munching on spiced chana.
- I might do a few more treks (I don't really have a lot of option here. Explained in Point 4). But, really, I'm more the traveller who likes to indulge in the culture, food, surroundings, city/ town atmosphere of the place I'm travelling to. Not an adventurer, yet. Most definitely not a tourist.
- I found someone. It has been about 5 months now. So far, so good. There's not much to add now but maybe, just maybe this deserves a blog post of its own in the future. Yes, I've managed to retain one person for all these months. Yes. Mother promise.
- Being in a relationship is hard. You want to slap the daylights out of someone for not seeing your point of view (which, if I may so add, is right) but at the same time don't want to live with having done that, ever. It also involves getting used to their burps, farts, quirks-extraordinaire, needs and their underwear lying around. You. If you are reading this (I know you know that I'm talking about you), push it inside that thick skull of yours that I don't have any problem with any of the stuff mentioned above.
- The Newsroom is a good show. It puts Suits to shame, I think. Watch it.
- Being stranded outside the Chandigarh airport at 3:30am is fun. I learnt something new that day. Chandigarh airport is like your nearby grocery store. It opens at 6am and closes at whatever set time.
- You know how your neighbourhood bakery gives you 3 options?
Maida, oil and potatomaska bun, veg puff and samosa? Similarly, Chandigarh airport had two copies of one eatery. One outside security and one inside. They gave us heated-in-the-oven cold, half cooked, oily, chewy and rubbery maida with potato. I'm sorry, they also gave us runny, flavourless, not-so-foolproof black coffee.
- Air Asia ensured that we were well taken care of. Waiting outside the airport (waiting for the airport authorities to throw the shutter open) from 3:30 am to 6 am, waiting for the Air Asia filght scheduled to leave at 1 pm and being informed by the internet that it has been delayed by 3 hours. Mind you, not Air Asia, but the internet. Not the Air Asia authorities at the airport, not the Air Asia website, the internet.
- I have just 1% knowledge of Accounts & Finance. My new CFO made me realize that.
- I travelled by bus. No, you got it wrong. I made 2 or 3 bus journies, each for about 4-6 hours. Yup, the spoilt brat in me has quieted down a bit.