Visiting Dehradun in winter was the last thing I would have ever thought of doing. It practically freezes your soul and balls. Both of which are a concern to me. Cause without my soul I can't love and without my balls I can't procreate.
Ok that was the cue for Amara calling me the most vulgar and stupid human on earth but lets thank the heaven and the gods that I said it all in my head.
Now coming back to the more pressing topic on why I had dragged my whole friend group with me to Dehradun in winter during Christmas instead of Goa like we usually did was... None other than my girlfriend's subtle wishes of visiting the place in every conversation we had ever had regarding our vacations.
Her love for temples, hills and peaceful places over 'stripster places like Goa' was adorable.
Fuck Goa.
It was overrated anyways. I am a whipped soul who would bring the mountains down if she asked me to.
If she liked Dehradun... I liked it too.
That's how I had taken up the impossible task of changing my whole friend groups vacation plans. Amara and Ishani were the easiest to convince. Amara didn't care as long as we went out somewhere and Ishani had an obsession with snow. And then she convinced the ever frost hating Aadvik for the trip.
She kept telling him on how they could build this snowman instead of a sand castle. And how she wants to make couple snow angels with him. And tie ribbons on pine trees that they would come back and visit once they were older and boring people.
And who was he to say no. Cause that's what these girlfriends do. Make you love the idea of being with them in places that you originally hated or would never tolerate otherwise.
With them on board for the trip I didn't really care about the others but they joined anyways cause freeloading was a thing.
The trip in the campervan was basically stopping at night and continuing the trip in the morning and how most of my friend group kept taunting Evara for being conservative.
But fuck them and their opinions about her.
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We reached our hotel in the evening and I had bought the cottage which would replicate the tiny little details that Evara told me about.
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"I always wanted to live in a cozy little cottage in between the lush snow and flower filled valleys of Dehradun and a lake surrounding the cottage if I ever had the chance to visit it."
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I remember searching for exactly what she wanted. It was good that I helped dad with his business a little so I knew some real estate agents. But even with the available facilities it had taken 1 month and 12 days to find this cottage then a few more days to convince my parents why I should buy it and how it would be an investment.
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