It was 6:00 in the morning when my alarm rang that day. I was in my bed, completely merged in the soft and hot blanket provided by the hotel boy of Monarc Hotel in Mussoorie. I checked my phone and it was showing a temperature of 4 degree Celsius, with a prediction of heavy snowfall. OMG!! Snowfall? Prediction? I mean seriously? That also in Mussoorie, which has a height of barely 2006 m? I rubbed my eyes once again and rushed towards my hotel balcony to witness the actual outside scenario. And my hope sank. It was still dark outside with no hint of either sun or snowfall. I could barely see a distance of 2 /3 m with my naked eyes. It was FOGGY!! And it was damn COLD!! My heart was broken. I looked
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