Travel Journal: Mussoorie, you beauty.

Mussoorie holds fond memories in my heart from a trip I made up there with my college besties after our final year. So I knew I would love it. The weather wasn’t very kind to us but thankfully we stayed cosy at our lovely guesthouse with some our favourite people from around India whom we get to see very rarely. On our first morning, I woke up at 5:30am to the sound of birds (i.e. not the sound of crows, egrets or pigeons) and could hardly contain myself. Being deprived of such simple pleasures in the city, it seemed futile to me to waste any time sleeping and not being outside! It’s times and places like this that make it possible to come back to Bombay. And I am grateful for that.