Travel Diaries


He picked a brown dusty sketch book from the old wobbly table in the storage of his apartment. The cover, now almost black, was ripped at the upper corner. With nostalgia crowding his heart, he slowly opened the book. The once smooth and snow white pages of the book had now turned grainy and yellowish from years of sitting idle under the pile of old documents and bills. While ink at some places was smudged due to water, the pictures glued inside the book had started fading and coming loose, just like his old dreams.
He still remembered the day he first saw an advertisement of serene green Ocean and clear Blue sky of Bahamas. As a 7 year old, the colors fascinated him and the absence of city chaos made him crave the place. That was the moment that planted the seed of becoming a traveler in his mind; Bahamas was the first picture he glued into his new travel diary, and beside it he wrote ‘First stop of my Journey’. Whenever he would see any place he liked, he would search the pictures and paste it in his travel book. He watched the travel shows and always dreamed of visiting all those places.
As he grew, so did his willingness to travel. But as he grew so did his responsibilities. His inner child got caught in the middle of earning for a living and earning for his soul. The job he was doing gave him an amazing life. He could go to expensive restaurants, splurge on anything that he wanted. But the thing this job was unable to provide him was happiness and the satisfaction he always craved for. He always tried to engross himself into work, but the feeling of something missing in his life never left him. Whenever he saw a destination he once craved to visit, his heart would ache. The pain that he won’t be able to do the things he always dreamed of just grew. But as the time passed, the feeling of wishing to visit those places reached their threshold and then slowly faded away, leaving a deep dark hollow inside his heart.
Finding his diary had brought back all those memories and had started a whirlpool of emotions inside him. It reminded him how much he loved traveling, how much he loved exploring. He wanted to feel that again. He wanted to feel the adventure of going to an unknown place, he wanted to know the people, their cuisines, their dance forms, their art, their way of life, and he wanted to know everything he could that would fill his soul.
And then there was a sudden realization, although he could afford all the things he wanted, he actually never really wanted those. He would work and reach great heights, but his thirst for exploring the unknown would never be quenched. He would never be at peace, ever. So what was the point of all this? Working on the things he never liked and working for the life he never wanted. The thought of wasting his life brought an uneasy feeling into his heart, he felt helpless and suffocated. He can’t be doing this; he should not be doing this. Period.
It had been a month since that moment. He was today taking his first flight. His new life was just one decision away from him and the first stop of his journey was just one flight away. His travel diary was just about to begin.

P.S: Picture from Etsy



Sandhan Valley Trek

Hello Everyone !

Happy Thursday to you all. 🙂

Today’s is a long due post of our Trek to Sandhan Valley.

We had arranged this trek about 2 months back and were very specific that all the participants were from Mumbai since we went and picked up everyone from there location. The trek had moderate difficulty level, so we took only 6 members, safety always comes first 🙂

Sandhan Valley is situated at about 180 Kms from Mumbai is one of the best trekking places we have ever seen. The Valley we are talking about is 200 ft. deep and about 2 kms wide. It took us an entire day to get down to the base of the valley and then 6 hours of next day to get back up. It was not easy, but that is what made this trek memorable. 🙂

We started from Mumbai at around 5  in the morning and it took us ~5 hours to reach there. We were super late , thanks to the traffic in Mumbai ( Yes, even at 7 in the morning, we were stuck). We were supposed to start by 6 am in order to reach at the base by 7 pm. Our guide almost said no to take us ahead cause it would have been dangerous if we would have not completed it on time, but then he was this super amazing person who agreed eventually, cause we had gone there after travelling for so long. Thank you Avinash. Here is his number – 8693878965, if you would like to book him for your next trip there. We would totally recommend him.

After getting there and having food, we started descending the valley at about 1 pm. We were 6 and our guide was careful enough to check harness on everyone of us. With the help of harness, we slowly started descending… it was not easy. There were little rocks those were falling upon us as we started going down.We had to be careful.

Since the difficulty level of this trek was more than that of our previous treks, we all were struggling. But we had each other’s back :).

After what felt like an eternity, we reached to the bottom of the valley. And my friends, that was not the end. Our adventure continued as we walked through the water to get to the other side where we had to set up our camp. We were neck deep in water and had to make sure none of our bags get wet. So with one hand we held our bags, other our shoes , and both our hands stretched way above our heads, we started to cross the water. What felt like too much effort at first, turned out to be an amazing adventure. After the exhausting climb down the valley, we were enjoying the cool soothing water.. right up to our necks.

Eventually we reached the spot we had to set up our camp on. We all set our camp, our guide made some simple yet delicious dinner.. and we lit the bonfire. It felt so amazing to be under the open sky, warming ourselves with the heat of bonfire. We talked and talked and sang and danced and had most amazing night ever. Away from all the chaos of the city and the technology we thought we could not live without, it was long forgotten.

1.Second day of the trek-morning  2.Bonfire

Even with no beds, we slept like we had never slept before.

The next morning our entire body was paining. But the pain was nothing compared to the adventure we were having.

We started our journey back to the top at around 8 the next day after having Poha made by our guide. It was tougher as we had to climb up now. Plus the scratches we had yesterday were now showing their effect. We reached up around 2 pm.

It was incredible to have completed such a trek, with all of us safe and sound. The feeling was amazing. We all would for sure go back there again.

We were all very gross after the trek, so we decided to bathe in the river that was flowing by. The cool water felt so good and refreshed us instantly.

The Soothing River 

This trek is by far the best trek we all had ever had. We had amazing company, thanks to all guys who participated and made this experience so memorable.

— Abhilasha



Our Trip

Hello All !! This is my first post on my blog. Little nervous,  little excited. But a girl has to start somewhere right J

After a lot of debating and arguing, I have decided my first post to be for my friends and for the fun times we have had together.  Yes… they have been one of the most supportive force for me, by my side all the times, happy or sad. So so grateful for them .

I am going to share about the most recent trip of ours. It was to Mussouri, Haridwar and Hrishikesh. Most awesome trip ever.

Our first stop was Delhi where we had to meet some of our friends. Since we all work full time, and could not get as many leaves as we wanted to, we had to content out heart with spending just half a day in delhi. But it was not bad…we met all of our friends, had awesome cold coffee (The Best) and even had time to sit and chat about all the nonsense 😉 . It was Fun !!

Next Stop, Haridwar ! Our poor friend had to drive all of us from Delhi to Haridwar (Thank you so much Subodh !) cause guess what? None of us knew how to drive except Subodh. Ahhh… we are planning to learn it btw 😉 .

We stayed at his home and all of his family members are so sweet. They made sure we were comfortable… and the food IMG_20160313_140459


Next day we headed to…drumroll please…. Hrishikesh !! Yes… we went for River Rafting… my first ever adventure sport. Boys were wayyy excited… as for me and another of my girl friend, I am preety sure , we would have given it a toss had the guys not been with us. But I MUST say, it went amazing. We even jumped from a HUGE Stone into the water. I believe  the height was about 20 ft.  Wow !!


All drenched and shivering .. but worth it 🙂 .

Next Day… Mussouri baby . It was Cooooold . OMG ! I was shivering all along. But the beauty was amazing. All green and fresh. I could not bargain for more. Although we could not stay there as long cause we had to return the same day back to Mumbai, we were happy was got to see something which we would cherish for the rest of our lives.

We did reach on time for our train back and It was a fun trip back to Mumbai too.  We watched a movie and slept all the way back.

It was all lovely… wishing our next trip would be the same… whenever it happens 🙂