Gone are the days, but let me share some bits and pieces of what happened some days back…Wait…the best days of the past four years.
Now that I'm gone back to my mundane life, and just as I was about to type the next word of my thesis, I just realised that there is something that needs to be written before that, AN ODE TO THOSE FOUR FUCKING FANTASTIC DAYS!!! Those crazy, rollercoaster, wounding, unexpected, speeding four days. Trust me when I say I didn't expect to meet so many people and, most importantly, be that comfortable (thanks to Whiskey and Vodka). Undoubtedly, I'm an extrovert, but to this extent, it was astounding for me as well.
I went to Gurgaon to have fun, try new things, meet people, and, you know, chill, basically taking a small break. But not in my wildest dreams did I expect to try so many new things.
I have never been a fan of adventure sports. It was definitely not there on my list of to-dos, but it got crazy. Bowling, nope, not at all. What's the fun in that, I used to think? But now I have a whole different mindset. It is fun when you're with friends, miss those stubborn pins and fall. I owe a lot to everyone there for making everything so much fun and exciting.
The randomness of vlogging, eating street food, trying to start the fire, rolls of Khan Chacha and most shocking, shopping, everything was so unpredictable that it feels like normal as if there was some level of comfort in doing all these things. Think about it, would you prefer shopping with friends you just met? The answer is NO, but we did that as well and so seamlessly. The drunk and high me met some exciting people and carried on some nonsensical conversations with them.
In those four days, we laughed like a drain, drank like there was no tomorrow and made friends we probably will never meet but indeed never forget. Those four days were way better than the past four years I spent in Jaipur.
Looking forward to another short vacation…
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