𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐎 : 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐎𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐬

..𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖..

unwind with - Haan Tu Haan
by KK

The steady flow of river with her own moodiness was playing with rocks and that sound fabricated by her was something downright tranquil.
Trust me, there was no better artificial medicine than natural resources for stress.
I was perched myself near the edge of bank of river and those silent yet snuggly comfort of sun rays was more welcoming than blankets.
Well, I was even taking Vitamin D.
I did not even able to perceive what should I cherish first a snow layered hills or the most beautiful river or the mirrored rays of sun.
I was at dumbstruck when I stepped out of tent, it was like heaven graced me with its resplendence.
My eyes were only remain to fall out from its socket and my jaw was deniably dropped.

I opened out my arm allowing myself to absorb the positive energy of nature.
I was feeling like I suddenly become one of the character from YJHD.
Yeh haseen wadiyan, yeh khula aasman!
I always dreamed of constructing my own small and cosy home on sea shore or anywhere near sea but alas I never walked out of Manali expect Kanpur but that to in my childhood days.
Its not like that Maa-Baba didn't give permission for school trips but It was only me refused every attempt of going away from Manali.
First reason was there were no feeling of homelike any other city and another was I had those inferiority complex to roam in unknown city where my culture and dressing sense made fun off.
But it was only my overthinking about myself and thankfully I overcame that unnecessary things.
And frankly speaking after Manali, I was so much in love with Malana in just one night.
Well, yesterday when we reached here our organizer requested to attend our allotted tents for three weeks and this led to another fulfillment of one of my wish.
Live in tent that to near forest.

Drawing my arms closer to my body to shield from iciness of weather even though my woolen white sweater was on.
I embraced myself while my eyes were being close in spontaneous reflection of yesterday nights remembrance.

I did not know what was his intentions yesterday cause his words didn't portrayed like wisecrack but it was magnificently verbalized which made my consciousness evaporate.
Mr. Arya was undeniably formulated by some sort of weird potion cause I never ever seen man like him.
First he refused to acknowledge my presence but that same person comforted me.
I did not know how but suddenly his occupancy became my most pleasant place.
Earlier there were tremendous of discomfiture between both us but now his mere shadow hoisted up appeasement and credence.
I was liking his silence, his witty one lining, his show off his power, his everything but most highlighting thing he had which made me obsessed that his iciest bluish eyes.
He unexpectedly titled as my confidence.