Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
Surely, I’m a Travel freak, more precisely an adventure freak- I like shivering colds, scorching heats, dense forest, trekking, mounting Icy mountains, traveling on foot. Follow this category
Time: 9:30 PM, Place: Kochuberia Ghat (sagar dwip) We are all on the launch deck, launch is about to set free towards kakdwip LCT ghat. Its the only way to enter into West Bengal’s main land from this scattered island. There is a strange expression on each person’s face.
It was since a long day, I was seeking for a gap to enjoy some moments with my dear pals, they were bored with their routine weekend job exams, and I was with my internships, so it was decided like we are gonna meet in a place that is quite far from the everyday pollution &
The core committee, the friendship between we people is no doubt unconditional & we try to spend time always together as much as possible, because we weren’t still habituated with the sudden change of life- the sudden end of 4 years B.Tech lives, from everyone’s individual perspective.
In the month of june, I never expected there would be some ice in any land, because in my city its tremendous heat & shower altogether, & it would be so much of luck if we found some ice patches anywhere in sikkim- we considered that before the trip.But it was become so much fun after gathering towards zero point.