Ohhh! Not possible for me to avoid the warmth but fearsome invitation of the “Valley of Flowers” any more. Some times, I think about the curse of my father, when I was young. I told him about my dreams, about my future plan to become a tourist!! He is a man of conventional thinking and accustomed with darn reality. He ridiculed me saying: My boy! You wanted to become a vagabond!! Ok may god fulfill your wishes! Being suffocated with the long boring monotonous work, I too was thinking for some relief. And suddenly I came upon the idea of visiting Valley of flowers, which is far away from the Din and bustle of the modern sophisticated life but not too far from New Delhi. After much hesitation, I finally dared to inform Mahua my only
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