It was December of the perfect double twenty year . It being post Christmas , there was a New Year glow in the air .We had planned for a tiring trip to Darjeeling for merely two days .The days flew past and finally it was twenty- eighth of the dazzling December !!

We had booked the Luxury Aerobus - The Royal Cruiser . As I was with my fam , I got the window seat in just a second !! The huge clean glass window called me to view through it .
At around 7pm , we boarded the bus , I plugged in my earphones and glanced outside - the same mundane life of people toiling around went on ...
The air conditioner fixed right above me on the ceil- gave me chills , with frozen hands I managed to screen myself with a shawl ..

The best part of the journey started when we were at the outskirts where the buildings faded and were replaced by dark , thick vegetation .
Watching them pass by , through the pane of glass was really a visual treat .

The scene was such till the needle pointed 2am , most of the passengers snored to perturb the swishy silence of the blackness . I did not doze as I wanted to vibe in the overnight journey with favourite music playing and the window seat !!

I had never been in Love , so I could only essence the romance of the dark nature at the dawn . There was this one stranger with whom I was occassionally chit chatting to keep my sleep miles away .
It was for the first time , that I really felt for a person , perhaps for the first time I felt from that beating creature caged by the ribs . He had been awake till the dawn -...