Travel journal

Part 2.

Coimbatore, it was a rush. Crowded .Gave me more tensions. Cheering of taxi drivers, staring eyes, unknown uncomfortable groups every where made me the feel of an unknown place. Everything felt strange for me. But , my mates were normal and cool . Then we looked up for the bus stand , found out the bus we are looking for. After having budget friendly dosas from nearby thattukada, we entered the bus. It started, moved to heights and more heights. Unbearable cold wind rushed through the windows. with my most lovable persons around, with the contentment of the realisation that I had bring out a better person from me,

Thinking about myself and my inner fears ,

I don’t wanna be so perfect I know

Iam a person with flaws and imperfections. But the stupidest thing about me was the fear that confronts me, now I am stepping out of it. I know it’s a slow and long process. But I am grateful. Iam conquering.

It was night . Both sides were wild forests, my experience was incredible. I had the thought of being a superwomen. At last we reached there. Stay were arranged advancely. Reached there and the night ended for all of us as a dream. A dream ….