#Manali
#Alisha
Ask me what I want to do right now. My answer: sleep. The whole damn night was spent shivering and talking with each other. Talking cause it was the only way to get off our heads from the chilled weather. We wore thermal inners and sweaters and even the one which the instutute gave us. We were tucked in our sleeping bags, we even stole two blankets from the opposite room which belonged to no one. We will keep it back there on our last day for sure.
And when finally our eyes were closed our alarms blew off and it was time to wake up. This sucks.
We got off our bunks and started to freshen up. This afternoon I'm sleeping before the second session. We got into our skiing shoes. No, we aren't going to ski at 5:30 in the morning. We are going on a small trek with a few others.
#Zara
"I know it's cold out there, but trust me don't wear two sweaters. Don't even wear one. You will want to remove it. We are going to trek and it's going to get sweaty. It's obvious," I told Vicky who was about to button her second sweater.
"Sure?" She asked.
"Hundred and ten percent sure."
"I'm trusting you on this," she said and removed both of her sweaters. I put my beanie on and my light blue glares. Leather gloves. And the wind cheater. These were like the only extra things we had on apart from jeans and sweatshirts.
We headed down and took a cup of tea and a few glasses of hot water. And then assembled outside.
KK sir and ND sir both were standing in front of a group of boys and girls of our age and lesser. ND sir is also one of our ski coaches.
"Are you all ready," he asked.
I guess we all were half asleep since he got a really lame 'yeah'. "It's always so good to have such enthusiastic bunch of kids every year, ain't it," he asked with a grin.
To that KK sir broke into a hysteric laughter. I gave a giggle or two cause these sirs are kinda cool and me being sleepy doesn't change that.
#Myra
The view from our hostel is beautiful. It covers a small hill parallel to us. That gently hill is what we are focusing on today. That's our trek.
We all stood in a file and followed the coaches. These shoes make it hard to walk on the ice. No the blame is on ice. It is what makes us wear these shoes.
Midway through I just stop to take a breath. I'm glad to see that I'm not the only person here. Though Alisha and Zara are way ahead, just behind the coaches, Vicky is still a few steps behind me so yeah, I have a company.
I continued walking for a long patch and then stop at the steep patch. That was our dead end for today. In these shoes going on that patch could be fatal. Chances of slipping and rolling down till the start are the highest. So we took a turn and saw that the coaches have reached nearly at the start. "I made it here alive," Vicky almost screamed as she sat down for a while. I giggled at her random comment.
"It's such a beautiful view, ain't it?"
"Yeah," she said. Still trying to catch her breath. Everything was white. The sky was now yellow and fresh beads of sweat were covering our heads. Zara gave us a good advice. I could sit here all day and do nothing. "This view was worth the climb."
It's as if a miniature of the world is kept in front of us and tiny men are setting up their shops. People with paragliding gear and all were taking their positions. It's such a beautiful time of the day.
"So any conversation with Vivan," she asked.
"Not really, the network is getting in the way. Butt he last time we had a talk, he was figuring out a way to put forward our relationship in front of his parents. I mean it's not going to be a world war or something but I'm worried. You see, I've known his mom since our school days. I don't want her to think that I was all good with her just because I loved her son. Like I was using her or something or trying to create an impression about me. Cause I really wasn't. I really liked the fact that I was in touch with her cause she is a splendid woman and a grand artist who always gave me feedbacks and honest opinions on my work and I really liked that. I always wanted such an adult in my life and she was that for me. I don't want her to misinterpret everything."
"Damn, girl, stop overthinking. She's not even going there. Yeah, she will be a little shocked and all but she won't misunderstand your intentions. Just make sure Vivan is able to talk properly. Make him sound convincing and confident enough to make his parents realise that he is ready for this. Cause marriage is a big step and you just can't break up and patch up and all. You need to convince your elders that you are ready for this and most importantly, are responsible enough. It's like, responsibility for starters, commitment for main and love for dessert. These are the three things they expect in the package cause after all, you're parents will never go against your wishes. They will cross question you, make you doubt yourself and this relationship but this is your test and if you pass it, then sweetheart, the odds are in your favour."Day 6
WC 4112 :/
November is definitely killing me!!
I couldn't add both the pictures in previous chapter so here is the picture which shows the entrance to the hostel.
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