This is my first attempt at writing a blog. And in keeping with several other precedents of blogging, mine too begins after taking a trip. I wonder why people start writing after a holiday, especially if they have gone somewhere for vacation.
For me, my life before the trip was rather dusty with the corrosive, dry detritus of routine. Taking a trip to the Himachal was like having a wet cloth just wipe over it. Life was once again bright, shiny, clean, and wet (the snow and slush of the mountains had something to do with it, I suppose.)
Anyway, it's fun to begin a day with tingling memories of phantasmagoric mountains and cold, cold snow.
For me, my life before the trip was rather dusty with the corrosive, dry detritus of routine. Taking a trip to the Himachal was like having a wet cloth just wipe over it. Life was once again bright, shiny, clean, and wet (the snow and slush of the mountains had something to do with it, I suppose.)
Anyway, it's fun to begin a day with tingling memories of phantasmagoric mountains and cold, cold snow.
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