Unforgettable Tour – I am Sorry

I am Sorry

It’s another marvelous day at Simla. It became a habit for me and Kavya to meet at the breakfast and have a walk to the nearby places until the bus starts. The bus started at 11:00 in the morning. Though its 11:00 it’s pretty cold outside. I wondered how it would be in winter if it’s chilling at 11:00 in the mid summer. The guide told us that we are going to watch a nearby place in Simla where we can see some beautiful valleys, have some horse riding etc.

“Can you give me the window seat?” She asked.
“No way…” I said. “I never gave my window seat to anyone in my life time”
She was disappointed.
“Surprising…”
“What’s so surprising in it?” I asked.
“When a beautiful girl asks you something you are not even caring about it”
“Did I miss anything? I did not see any beautiful girl asking me anything…”

She gave me a punch. Boy she was really strong.

I was immersed in my own world with my walkman and enjoying the beauty of the nature. She was talking to her roommate Swati who sat behind us. I know that she was angry with me. After we reached the place she went off with her new friend Swati.

It’s again another place with nature doing magic with its beauty and making feast to your eyes. Horse riding over the hill was a marvelous experience. The place where we went was so high above the sea level that we can feel the clouds passing through us touching our body. I bought some apples. Those were fresh apples plucked from the jungles over the hills and were very tasty. I never got that taste in the apples that we buy here.

After a few hours we got back into the bus.

“So how was the trip?” I asked.
She did not answer.
“What happened?”
“Nothing…”
“OK… I am sorry… You are beautiful. I was just kidding. Now don’t be angry with me…”

She just smiled. She looks really beautiful when she smiles.

“By the way where did you go yesterday night when I came to your room” She asked.
“I was in the room. I was tired yesterday and was sleeping”
“OK… “

And she started her as usual non stop talk about all the things in the world which are completely unrelated to us. I don’t understand how one can speak completely useless things continuously and yet make them look interesting. Yes… You will never get bored talking to her. She makes even most trivial things in the world interesting.

It was 6:00 in the evening by the time the bus reached the hotel. She came to my room at 9:30 while I was watching the highlights of the match between West Indies and Pakistan.

“Let’s go for dinner” She said coming into my room.
“I had my dinner with my parents. What are you doing until now?”
“Nothing…I was just trying to complete my novel. Come let’s go”
“No… You see I am busy watching something. You go…”
“Shut up and just come. I am not going alone”

I don’t have any option. Yes I have an option but again I am not at all interested in saying sorry again. We went to the restaurant nearby.

“Are you going to sit here like that” She asked.
“What am I supposed to do?”
“Just order something for yourself. It looks awkward if you are sitting there idly and staring at me while I am eating”
“What shall I order? I just had my Dinner”
“Order some Ice Cream for both of us”
“Ice Cream… Its damn cold here and you want to order an Ice cream!!!”

But she did not listen. She called the waiter and ordered Ice cream for both of us. She is such a kind of girl that if she wants to do something she will do it. She will not wait for you. After that we went back. Now the highlights are over and Pakistan won the match.

The next day we did a little bit of shopping and had another great day in the tour. By this time we became good friends.

She bought a gift for me. It’s a Key chain with my name beautifully carved on it.
“Thanks” I said. “But I am sorry… I did not buy you any gift”
“It’s OK”

I felt guilty and next time whenever I went to shopping I thought of buying something for her. But that next time did not come. Whenever we went for shopping I used to forget to bring a gift for her.

Now after spending 3 days in Simla it was time to move from Simla to our next point Kulu-Manali. Simla had been a great experience. Now I am waiting for our holiday in Manali.