THE HILLS OF NILGIRI

Somebody once told me... Life begins when you see the bigger picture. When you reach out to the branches, get scratched by those thorns, cry out in pain and finally tear the fruit. It is then that you understand your desires.

March 18.
Grade:- 10th.
The day we bid farewell.

March 18.
Grade:- First year of University.
The day we reunited.

The story of my friendship was nothing extraordinary. Me and my eight friends were simply, what they call, Semi-Social Nerds. Keeping themselves to themselves, in a world where people hardly remained unknown.

Wrapped in studying, clearing entrances, deciding a meaningful career... Everything seemed too much. So that night, when she called to remind each one of us a promise made to keep, without hesitation we packed our bags, strapped our bottles, tinned our food and stepped out of the suffocating, four-walled city.

I am Kabir Roy Kapoor and this is the Roller Coaster I explored.

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The Hills of Nilgiri... A true story of Undying Friendship.