05/07/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal
We were met with our shepherd of the day who would be dropping us to Nainital, a guy with henna dyed moustaches and a nasal tone. He spoke nonstop for the next 2 hours; through our tea and breakfast and my mom’s vomiting sessions till we reached Nainital.
For the record, mother’s first reaction on getting off the cab was to vomit. Travelling on such terrains doesn’t agree with her. Like I’ve already mentioned that she gets motion sickness even in air cooled trains. Anyway, we booked rooms in the second hotel we checked out and planned to spend the entire day sleeping.
But that didn’t happen. It is said about the Himalayas that they always call you back. I think it’s true for any mountain. The view from our hotels courtyard was breath taking. I think no matter how many times you’re awestruck by nature’s bounty, no matter how many snowfalls, no matter how many jungle safaris, you cannot help but react wildly when you’re face to face with beauty.
The lake, which gives Nainital it’s name, lay ahead cradled by the mountain ranges from all sides. Houses cacooned within their green surroundings, enveloped in their arms stood like sentinels guarding it’s solitude. Tiny minarets poked out from the green cover and beckoned the faithful to the call of prayer.
The sight was worth every spike in the headache and every rumble of the stomach at those hairpin turns of the climb! I was just waiting for the Sun to go down to see what else the lake had to offer us.
The day was spent in the courtyard itself with us spending an hour or two in the market and going for boating in those tiny rowing boats that line every touristy place in India.
Tomorrow the plans were set to do more touristy stuff. Go sightseeing, click pictures, eat overpriced junk, buy stuff etc etc…
How I hate shopping!
PS: It was my parents anniversary today. The celebration lay in the everyday normality that was infused in the market walk or the boating trip. They don’t exchange congratulatory wishes or handshakes. They just are that way.
For those interested what “pani-puri” is you should read this!