Last month, we made a quick trip to Bandipur and Pokhara. It was sort of a getaway, with bits of government paperworks too.
Up the winding roads of lush green Bandipur, sun had climbed its tallest. Mint green freshly blooming crops of leaves capped the mountains. Breezing skittish winds bantered with flowery trees. Spring gleamed in pious delight.
But the government paperwork snarled at our vacation spirit. Asim had to xerox the documents so many times. He was annoyed at the tenuous redundancy. To further excruciate our disappointment, we were told we had to go to Damauli to complete the procedure. We hissed... Its stifling that a snippet of government work requires so much travel.... :(
We drove back hurriedly coz we ran short of time. Aaliyah was however excited despite the rush. She savoured every bit of the sunshine and ride. Outdoor trips are revelous for kids. It inculcates love for nature in them!
But we were still gripped, coz more work waited us. As we expected, Damauli was another damp squib. We went through tedious form-filling again! And our job was finally done by late afternoon.
Then....we headed for Pokhara for a real vacation. It was a lavish treat! Unhindered straight highways promised a jolly staycation. It was a beautiful sight... barren soil, pretty girls on the sidewalk, twin toddlers, rain trickling down the arid roads... Twilight embraced us along the way, the fervent dipping sunrays threw patronizing glare at the rising pale moonlight!
And we arrived! The roitous conundrum of city life seemed like a carousal. The nimbus of light at lakeside was invigorating.
It felt so special..."you and me, in this paradise" :) :)
Contrary to banal rush of urgency in kathmandu, Pokhara was laid back, inviting, tempting and soothing. Lofty soft winds greeted us in summer. Air wasn't thick with smoke, and sky wasnt clouded. Stars had already woken up, flashing their silvery grin. Music enlivened our tired bodies.
We explored the bright lanes on flipflops. There were crowds... couples, teens and salmon-skinned travellers, perhaps bloggers, singers and dreamers too. We were elated. Watching people is always captivating. They remind of simple joys of life... a new mother proudly carrying her cheruby cub on her love handles, her smile priceless... a gorgeous teenager on windowseat with plugged earphones, lost in the world of musical fantasy... a young couple awkwardly holding hands, still trying to figure each other out... that moment seemed to ooze happiness..
Restaurants offered foods to drool for. After enriching our tastebuds, we took to a friend's hotel for the stay.
Next morning, breakfast at Himalayan coffee beans was delightful. It reminded so much of Starbucks. Really! We then paddled the concrete roads in bicycles. It had been a long long time, since I actually got to take on the roads. I was pleased. And after an hour of sweaty cycle-ride, we strolled along lakeside, went food hunting. We found some awesome korean food to satiate our growling tummies.
In the afternoon, we decided to find "Paame" as it sounded like a tourist destination. We drove along lakeside on our four wheeler. But it was a little disappointing coarse ride. Tracks were muddy and bumpy. We gave up midway and instead, landed at a paragliding site. The airglider lands at that small piece of land leftover by the huge lake. Both of us were fascinated at the actual gliders and their flight. While we couldnt decide whether to give it a try, time had ran out for the day. They wouldnt embark the glide after 3pm. Interestingly, we met the last two people who came down that flight. They were couples and they flew in two parallel crafts. The fascinating part was that they were almost 50 years old. Wow. That was quite a sport to choose at 50! With promise of doing it ourself next time, we headed back HOME. :) :)
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