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Wednesday, February 5, 2020


I was chilling by the pool, reading a book this Saturday and this condo-friend of mine met me after a long time. We got chatting and she suddenly said, "why aren't you writing? I love reading your blogs, please write more." Hmm, quite a pleasant surprise and that's how the 1st post for 2020 takes birth :)

Frankly, I don’t know why I have been away from this blog. Yes, I have been on my toes in 2019 but my usual urge for writing is such that, when it's up, it's up! May be I have learnt to express more, talk more and be open about myself. Writing, in a way is a one-sided medium of communication. You think, you write, you feel better, serves people like me who are not into small talk business :P

Well, I am taking a short break from theatre since December and am not sure how long I want it to be this way. Kindly Note that NOT going for auditions is not easy for me :PP but but but I have decided to tap into some serious self-care. Phew!

If you have been following my blog, you know that I was aiming for a Himalayan trek since 2016. Here, remember this post? http://mysoul111.blogspot.com/2016/06/i-was-told-i-was-dangerousi-asked-why.html It just didn’t happen because I couldn’t let go off theatre productions that came in the way. Yes, you do become greedy, don’t you? But…it was time to get away. I decided to go with 22 strangers because I truly wanted to 'get away'. Unquestionably I slid my phone in the bag the day we reached Haridwar, didn’t bother to take it out for most of the trek and boy wasn’t that some seriously needed peace? hell ya!

On the second evening of the trek, my feet sunk deep in the fluffy white snow while we were all watching the sun setting in its most radiant shade of orange. The sky was on fire! I picked a faraway spot to be with the bunch yet away from the crowd. The peaks of these mountain ranges looked like a colourful dream, grey, white and an orange dream, a dream that was far from my everyday-world yet so near to me in that one moment. There was an incredible amount of peace in the air, the cold air which was hard to breathe in but extremely satisfying at the same time. I teared up instantly, absorbed in this one peak that looked ridiculously beautiful, and the hot round solid orange ball behind this peak was beyond belief. I was frozen, not because of the cold outside but the emotions within. I am not sure what I felt, except for the tears that kept rolling down my cheeks! The trek leader came closer and whispered, "its ok, hota hai" (its ok, happens :)). He gave me a hug and I blurted "the year has been extremely hectic. I don’t know what have I done right to deserve and experience this heaven". He tapped on my back, "Aww, you are making me emo now, enough" and we laughed it out with a pahadi dance that he taught me. And that was that, that moment!

7 days were full of such moments with either fellow trekkers or with myself. The pictures that were taken by some awesome photography enthusiast on the way went on social media after coming back. The amount of people who came to me and said, "wow girl, I want to do it one day" or "amazing, I will come with you next time" or "I saw it all through your eyes" and more, was quite surprising. Why? Because this is not a usual bunch who I know love trekking or are into fitness. These are people who were inspired by the beautiful mountains and had a passing thought of actually doing it! And I am so glad that I brought it one step closer to them. To all those, I will say one thing, Go, Do it! Don’t procrastinate, Just bloody do it :)