This was my first summer in Dehradun. In
the beginning it was planned that I would spend the summer with my grandparents
in Kolkata. But then there was a change in plan and my parents (mainly mother) decided
that as I had to improve up my Hindi and handwriting, I needed to stay in Dehradun and
work on them.
I had assumed that it would one long boring
holiday but it turned out to be quite fun. I joined a summer camp and mornings were
spent in playing basketball, skating, badminton.Afternnon I went for my Hindi classes to Shalini maam's house where I made friends with Khushi and Kulbir.
In between I went for two short trips. One
was to Karnal and Delhi to see the Audi showrooms over there. I was really vowed
by the world of cars. Amazing , spellbound, whatever adjective you say, I can
vouch for it.
The other trip to a small hilly village
called Nagthat. Initially we had planned to go to Mussorie but on getting to
know from Sanjeev bhai ( who stays there) that the place was overflowing with
people from the plains, we changed our plans and went to this little known one-hotel
village near Chakrata. The village was totally empty of tourists ( I don’t think
anyone know of it other than my mother, who has is a genius in spotting empty scenic
places even in peak season). The place had only 1 3-roomed quaint hotel and we
got the room with best view.
In the morning we trekked among the cool
green hills and as the sun began climbing in the sky, it was time to head back
to Dehradun.
The drive back through desolate mountain
roads was lovely. I just pray the crowds don’t “discover” the place and turn it
into another mini-Mussorie.
