To The Hills of Kodaikanal

By Pranav R Kalathungal Last March, I, along with my al iodin family went for a trip to Kodaikanal. Though we pass awayled in a prosperous airbus, the journey felt very boring. After two hours, we started playing round games and suddenly things started to get interesting. The games and jokes along with close to snacks elevated all our travel sick spirits. We had stared our journey the previous night at nine. After some hours of playful pranks and laughter, slowly everyone started getting drowsy and one by one people started nodding off to sleep.As the noise quietened down and the lights dimmed on the request of elderly people, and I too gradually colonized down to sleep. What I saw the next morning when I overt my eyes, took my breath away. We were travelling on a road built into the side of a hill and were flanked by scenic mountains overflowing with luscious dish aerial on the other side. The scene was ethereal. I can still adjoin the scene in my mind when I close my eyes . Through this heavenly path we reached a homely, beautiful, comfy cottage from where we had our breakfast.After a benignant and stomach filling breakfast, we started a tour of the place. We visited a garden so enriched with natural beauty, that it was paradise itself. The notoriously famous suicide point seemed to me, as if it was inviting people with its deadly beauty, into its treacherous depths. Hours seemed to pass away in proceedings in this glorious land and suddenly it was time to go back. And so, therefore ended a wonderful journey which will forever remain engraved in the canvass of my mind. I urge you, each and every one of my friends, to undertake a similar journey if you get a chance.