We have reached a point where we care no more about having a big group for these treks are not. Treks have become more of an addiction for us and hence, even if one or more are willing, the plan gets made. Here, we got my friend Anshul’s cousin Anubha to join us. We were picked up at 12:00 AM from Tilak Road and driven in a tempo traveler to Moroshi (Near Pune, India). In spite of reaching. 

The thought of trekking with the sun on your head is a little scary. Specially after experiencing it on our way back to the base village from Bhairavgad. Even though it was downhill, the thought surely crossed my mind that I may faint. But, that shouldn’t stop anyone from traveling and the love to see a new place will always ensure new plans get made every single time. And so, after a lot. 

While trekking down through Vasota, we heard about the next trek to Dhak Bahiri where we would get to do some rappelling! We loved the idea and so we signed up. We took a train with a group of around 14-16 to Kamshet. There were 2 Innovas waiting for us to take us to the base camp which was about 25 kms from Kamshet station. This village is called Zhambivalli. We reached at around 12 in the. 

I had been thinking about trekking with various trekking groups for a long time. Trekking with such organized groups has its own benefits: There is less dependability on people around to make a plan. Everything is taken care of. All you need to do is show-up (and trek of course). Also, you get to meet new people with at least one common interest. I was lucky to find people in my office who. 

I love Bollywood Music It started raining when my best friend and I started my bike (Activa is not a scooter) that was 2 days old. We decided to ride and head home anyways. After a while it was pouring cats and dogs. There were whirlpools at certain places but Shreya and I were oblivious to all of this as we were singing Rain Songs. The water level on Bangalore roads was rising and had. 

I love beaches. There is something about them that draws me time and again. Every time I am asked to choose a holiday destination I always pick the one which has lots of beaches. May be it has something to do with my childhood. My dad would take us to the beach once a year. My brother and I were really small then and dad was tall (at least for us). He would hold our little hands and start. 

I have been toying with the idea of starting a blog for a long time now. My job involves interacting with bloggers from all over the world with amazing writing skills. That, with my love for talking and communicating with people, seconded by my friends who have repeatedly told me that I market everything I love, has pushed me towards taking this little step towards a whole new world. I rave.