In Search of Peace | Part 7

Next morning, Amay woke up early than expected. He then went for tea at Thakur Dhaba which was at walkable distance from the zostel. After tea, he spent some time in Zostel cafe on his laptop.

Today was plan to go Serlosar lake. Amay got ready in 10 minutes and started towards Jalori pass along with other fellow travellers, the starting point of the trek. It was a 5km trek to the lake. In the starting, the route was flat but as soon as they crossed 2kms, the real adventure began. It was a roller coaster ride. When the reached the point, Amay was little disappointed to see the lake. It was like a small pond. It seems to be a sacred one as there was a temple next to it.

He sat there along with others. Then randomly, they all started sharing there art of words in the form of the poetry. Amay also wanted to recite one of his long written one but due to connectivity issue, he couldn't pull out. Instead, he recited a small piece he had wrote long back :

After spending some time me time along the lake, he departed along the route before else so he can have some food as he was hungry. He ordered aloo paratha and tea to eat. Till the food was getting ready, he was playing along a kitten roaming there. It was getting dark, so he hurried up and starting walking towards the starting point.

He reached earlier than others. Since I had to wait for others, he spent his time with a cup of tea in the cold environment. They soon reached the zostel and started his office.

It was his last day in zostel and of his solo trip. He had came to reinvent his lost spark and peace; And he found one. He was going with the happy memories and calm mind. He was very happy that he came to this solo trip and his wife gave him permission to do so.

In Search of peace

he came to explore

an unknown place

he found his old himself

the one full of fresh & creative ideas,

free to explore and roam around for adventures.

He was happy to see

his old version in a new form; for him,

the search of peace didnt ended here;

it was reinvented.

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