(I) It never happened to me before...

Pre-planned for a change...Expectations where high

Packing was quick and different 

Group was large and varied

One Man One Place made it EPIC!!!

Day 1 in Lab  (yeah Day1)
Its been 11 days I was not part of this WORLD and my 1st Day here... I don't know what to do literally my twitter updates ->
@khedkarsupriya DO I belong here??? Everything seems so different...It's a new world...it's a new place... 
It was the time when neither the REAL nor VIRTUAL world made any SENSE!!!

To my realization "I got Leh'd" 'I did' "I got Leh'd" That's what its called...Truly Leh'd!!!

Here I RELIVE those MOMENTS those Days again...

"An early morning wake up call on 5.8.2011 made sure I boarded my flight to Srinagar On Time!

A sleepy flight journey from Benguluru to Dilli took care that I wasn't bored at the height 45,000ft speed of 800mph and a temp of -45 Degree Celsius outside!Dilli to Srinagar flight was good mainly due to the scenic beauty outside and a Kashmiri co-passenger with whom had a nice talk about Kashmir-Srinagar and the SITUATION there!

On Srinagar airport I had the unexpected HEAT SHOCK ( I can bet even Bangalore and Mumbai were colder that day)On the airport two locals had come to receive me on behalf of Isha tours and one of them Muzarraf delivered a dialogue I won't forget Madam 

                   "Bambai ka fashion or Kashmir ka Mausam kab badale koi keh nahi sakta"

Muzaraff's houseboat is where I met the GROUP rest 34 of us! Yes! in total we were 40 of us on the trip to the 'Top of the World'"

Evening in Srinagar

"6.8.11 and the Road Trip on NH-1 began...
We knew we had to cover Zojila today and let me just introduce what Zojila is...

'Zoji La is 9 km (5.6 mi) from Sonamarg and provides a vital link between Ladakh and Kashmir. It runs at an elevation of approximately 3,528 metres (11,575 ft), and is the second highest pass after Fotu La on the Srinagar-Leh National Highway.'(Wikipedia)

Zojila

 Zojila is the place where people with motion sickness had their worst times but then by the evening we were in Drass the Second coldest place in the World obviously not so cold when we went there!

Now that we were at Drass 'The Gateway to Ladakh'

"We knew we were under Enemy Surveillance
 We knew we are at the place where Kargil war was fought
 We could see Tiger Hill from where we took a halt
 We could see the Tololing range at the backdrop of the War memorial built in Kargil
 We could see the walls built by Indian Army in a single night to protect NH1 D from the Enemy
 But we couldn't see into the eyes of the BRAVE WAR soldiers (yes!we met them they are now once again posted at Kargil after the war in 1999)who spoke out of their hearts about the war times! "

And even when I write this I get emotional... I literally cried that evening...Life is difficult and weird and in war times more so difficult and weird!

But as NH 1 goes on so does Life :)"

"Night well spent at Kargil we left for Alchi on 7.8.11 conquering Fotu-la pass having a nice time at Lumayuru monastery and Moonland!

This day this patch of NH1 D got me high yes! I got High!

Best of NH 1 I would say...

The mountains-the inseparable river alongside the road-the valley-the colors-the blind turns-the rocks-the trees-the melted snow marks from the previous season...

Man!!! AWESOME!!! EPIC!!!FANTABULOUS!!!

Alchi  is gem of a place had the Best night here...

Pitch dark 'Shooting Stars' and 'Milky Way' what more can I ask for!

(At Alchi we met sporty bunch of guys who took NH1 on CYCLES yeah!!! That's so COOL Dude types! All we wanted to do that night was to know their story! I don't know if anybody else thought so but they where not the same guys whom I knew before... faces content and happy and minds filled with recently experienced AWESOMENESS of a different and EPIC kind!)"

L to R: Subhash-Aditya-Anni-Ravi-Akshay-Ashwin

 "Next morning the guys left ahead of us Cycling to Leh form Alchi and what the road had to offer cannot be described but only seen in the picture below I just LOVE such roads and now you would know why the mention why the words of praise and why hats off to BRO...

And finally on the EPIC road that it is we reached the other end of NH 1-> 'LEH'"


What happened next needs another post...
What we experienced on NH1was as we say just the Trailor
Awesomeness continued to achieve new levels and heights in the coming days...

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Chandershilla Trek and Ganga River rafting combo (5 days)

Chandershila top and Dev Prayag (confluence of Alkhnanda and Bhagirathi river) down on the river Ganga is a shortest combi trip of trekking and rafting we can offer. It can be completed in 6 days. It is good for the people wants to experience both activities in a week time. It is a nice and easy trip gives you taste of rafting and trekking.

Day 01: Drive Rishikesh to Sari and trek to Devria tal Drive:

Morning after breakfast drive to Sari village. The drive is spectacular and along the Ganga, Alaknanda and Mandakini rivers. Enroute stop at Deoprayag, the historical town situated on the confluence of river Alaknanda & Bhagirathi River which makes the holy Ganges. Arrive at the village Sari and walk up to the lake. Meals & Overnight stay in Tentage. 7-8 hours drive and one walk.

"Awesome day...a perfect view and a feeling : there is so much to explore and adventurous about Himalayas...what was I doing all these days!!!! "

Day 02: Deoriatal Lake to Sari and drive to Dugalbitaa: 2-3 hrs.

Morning wake up with the excellent sunrise view on the snow covered Himalayan Peaks. After breakfast trek start to Sari where we our awaiting vehicle. We drive half an hour to Dugal Bitta where we stay in tents or rest house. We spend our day walking in forest in snow and try to go as high as posible Meals and Overnight stay in Tentage.

" I wish this was my permanent address, just give me a net connection here and I am all up for this place"

"The very first snowy extravaganza!!!"

" The Snow trail "

Day 03: Dugalbitta to Devprayag: Rafting begins

Start early and drive 150 km to Devprayag. Rafting begins after all the preparation. A relaxed day with few rapids. A day for swimming, body surfing, relaxing and spotting wildlife. Raft one and half hour to reach camp Amarasu. Camp over night on the beach.

" Most awaited 'real' rafting adventure "

Day 04: Day begins with negotiating a few small rapids. Again an easy day for rafting. We raft about 30 Km to reach our camping place. Camp over night on the beach at kodiala.

"Memorable no risk day made risky involved moving upstream!!!"

Day 05: The day begin with big rapids followed by Daniel dip, the wall, Three Blind Mice”, “Crossfire”, and the “Body Surfing rapid”. Cover 35 kms to reach Rishikesh. After lunch we run big rapids, the “Roller Coaster” and “Golf Course” to make it an exciting end to a grand adventure. The trip ends at the arrival in Rishikesh.

"The Best Holi ever...conquering one rapid after another...let it come on...come bang on...yo baby...the uproar"

"Happy and content : every single day every single moment "

:)

IN RED CHILLI ADVENTURE WE BELIEVE AND TRUST

"For making possible awesome adventure tour for amateurs (us) with too good people to guide through and accompany,finger licking food and a feeling that the wonderful experience just continues and has no end...."

P.S : This one is a highly recommended 'DO' rather 'MUST DO'

Had gone back in FEB...but its never too late to post something this awesome.

Going UP and DOWN

Train journey is part and parcel of life of every mumbaikar...Commuting everyday to coll, work place et al has its own share of experiences and here are few of my own local train experiences on Harbour and Central line

• This was the week after the famous 26th July 2005 and i boarded a crowded 9.28am train. Obviously couldn't find a place to sit, the journey began and at every station the train started making contact with the platform, which obviously created friction.By the time train reached vashi, by then it had become really crowded and the continuous friction and added friction at vashi due to the curve...smelt fire. There was panic and the jam packed females in the compartment raised an alarm of fire...panic struck and more than half of the compartment became empty and the train started to leave after 15secs...i got a place to sit in the now empty train....thanks to the psuedo fire alarm!

• After boarding a jam packed train at Kurla...i realised there was some place to shift for the ladies in front towards the window...but some lady sitting in the direction opp. to that in which the train was travelling, was against it; reason..."mujhe suffocation hota hai...hawa nahi aati" then there was this part of me getting squeezed, explaining her the "air dynamics" that anyways the place she was sitting "waise bhi wahan pe hawa nahi aayegi"...fellow passengers appreciated my efforts with a smile, and there was at least comfortable place to stand!

• At times i spend my train journey reading stuff; its ok if its HP or Sidney Sheldon or a Jeffry Archer it doesn't call for attention of other co-travellers. But if its a Conn n Stumpf or a Friefilder or a Kuby(or any other bio related book) you invariably will be asked, "Are you a medical student?" "What are you studying?" then a small thought process goes on in the person's mind and then they formulate questions like, "Are the hybrids available safe?Do they cause side effects?" some times an intelligent question like is some ABC syndrome genetic or sex linked? makes its way...mostly the questions are related to genetics...sometimes make me feel i m genetic counsellor!
  

• I still remember, I met my JC frnd in train a medical student at KEM and we were so engrossed in discussing Immuno...actually had great discussions through out the journey, it was just us speaking and discussing in the morning 7am train...that to immuno...co-passengers seemed to hear Greek and Latin!

• Also there was this incident, yesterday...i actually was about to miss the 20.59 ka train from Kanjurmarg so got into general compartment...in Kurla when i got down a TC asked me for my ticket... i was cool as usual and opened my purse for ticket and you wont believe it was filled with tickets all sort of train tickets...and i was just not able to find my return ticket for the day...i remembered keeping it in the purse and now i just couldn't find it...started checking in the bag and then purse again...ticket checker was like madam office mein chalo...i was like nahi late ho raha hai mujhe wait i will find it out...by the time i think he was sure...this female is doing faltu ka natak! Tension was really creeping its way...i would have almost checked my purse 10times and still couldn't find it.And then suddenly out of nowhere, in the same purse i find my ticket...i mean what! I just showed the ticket to the TC and after so much of drama of me searching ticket and telling him i have got a return ticket...he was literally staring at the ticket very carefully checking minutest detail...and to make it fast cause i was getting late...i highlighted "return journey valid till midnight of 21-09-09"

• One of a kind experience was when, it was some 21 or 21.30 hrs on clock and my train was between kharghar and khandeshwar...i was alone in the ladies first class compartment enjoying the winds and the full moon when suddenly the lights went off...and this patch of the route is a small creek so till quite a distance you don't have civilization as such...it was mast pitch dark...it was just for few minutes but ultimate experience of pitch darkness in the train.

• Vashi bridge is another heavenly experience of train journey...in night its just beautiful in the evening its soothing, during the day its a aerial view of a huge swimming pool, in the morning its fresh and in the rainy season...its the Arabian sea at its best!Listening to Robaroo and chattin with vidhi on everything under the sun, i have had best of the times in my life here!

• Train is also the place where i completed my journals, made my last hour exam preparations,read books, made friends, thought of life, science, friends ...even took some right and wrong decisions...heard my worried parents on the phone during the blasts, heard few others shouting on phone, while some others loosing it too...

It's a mixed bag of experiences here...that I cherish in life!

candid times...

When i sit on the chair...i dont feel like getting up and when i am standing...i dread to grab a seat, cause the transition between these two states...is what i dread the most of...! With the every bit of pain my neurons makes me feel...there are those connecting one's which bring the adventurous, fun filled and worth the pain moments of the trek...to "Rajmachi" back to life, chucking the pain away!!!
Yep, had been to a trek to "Rajmachi" a small village 20kms off lonavla...this weekend!
And this was one of a kind experience...cause there were many "first time" kinda events...!
The journey started from the bus-stop waitng for bus. no. 212/1 and after 5-10mins or so we were in the cab n heading towards Dadar TT...!
Buses came n buses went... none were ready to take us to Lonavla bus stand.(it rhymes)
Within a span of about 15-30 mins we actually managed to question the man at the inquiry counter...a hundred times.Also the conductors of the arriving buses were not spared from "Will this bus go to Lonavla?"The wait for the bus lasted for an hour or so...but then it was not boring at all...time was passing as were the buses..n we enjoyed as if we never cared...!
Grabed the last seats of an heading to Nanded ST...and begined with bus mein masti...!(this one rhymes too...whoa)
Inacting movies one after other...there was a splater of laughter ...in the other wise snoozing shant types gather!(its a threesome rhyme here)
The conductor was oversmart kinds...and cared more of we getting down off his bus at the destination.Memory game followed as the bus got packed ....Saxena-kutta-tempo-bus-chak-kobi-gas-acetabullum-czeckoslovakia...n on it went...
Finally at Lonavla we had a pick up "sumo" and at "Ram Krishna" we were "8+3=11" ka gang now!!!
Now as i said "Rajmachi" is about 20-22kms off Lonavla and the best part is we started at about 23-23.30 or so from Lonavla.
And this road...i must say was not even worth calling a kaccha road...was really bumpy...single vehicle pass...with no street lights...no sign boards...no human habitation...and pitch dark...wow! Frankly speaking it was adorned with pure darkness...and couldn't keep my eyes of the beauty of dark. we also managed to convince the driver to put off the headlights for that rare experience of absolute darkness!
I must tell the first sight of the tree adorned with fireflies was just mast...i mean how beautiful it looked in the dark! After that we spotted countless fireflies...wandering here an there...attracting their mates/prey.
Finally at around 1 o'clock we reached "Rajmachi"...this village with 20-22 houses...and no electricity...wow!!!
We headed to the house were we intended to spend that night...the floor was clad with cowdung and cold breeze made a feel good effect...! Spent the whole night in the verandha and the street just outside the house..doing nothing at all...listening to the golden silence!!!It almost felt like listening to the silence and observing the hide n seek game that the cloud and half moon played till eternity...!
It had hardly been an hour or so since my mind had shut off and i went to sleep, then the natural alarm of the hen began with advanced snooze set ups which was not supported with the snooze off algorithm...this created god save me kinda situation...!
At around 6.30-7 we began our climb on the "Manoranjan" fort...the climb wasn't difficult at all...still doing duniya bharka timepass and mazza masti we were heading with a snail's pace...enjoying the view, the caves. the on the way water bodies, sipping in cloud nine .(the trek superhit) After photoshots and relaxed moments up there on the fort we headed down to "Rajmachi" again....had lunch at one of the locals place were we stayed the previous night.
Then came the decision point...to go the way we came...to lonavla or to climb downhill to karjat, which according to the locals was "faster" and most recommended. We began heading to karjat at around 14hrs in the brightly shining sun...with the expectation of reaching Karjat early and without the trouble as it was to be in the Lonavla wala road...
But something totally bizare, unexpected and first time kinda thingy was in store for us...something which made this trek the most adventurous one...
We had no clue about the road to Karjat, we took few directions from the lady in whose house we stayed and in another 5 mins or so...one of us had to go back to her for directions again...! Finally we began on the right track...all 11 of us plus a black doggy called Raju or Raja (something like that) he himself volunteered to accompany us. In the scorching heat with our caps and scarfs and glares on...we walked. All was going good untill we came up to the first slope...wherein our actual journety downward began...frankly speaking i still remember the sight of that first slope and its steepness...and then continued the series of steep slopes. I have never seen such steep slopes, in my life.With frequent breaks of water and cloud nine we continued downwards. Other groups one by one overtaking us...but the loyal raja continued to stay with us...in return he enjoyed Parle G and few licks of water...from true dog lovers snehal and mihir.Along with this one there was another brown colored dog which accompanied us. The dog had a perfect overtaking timing, he would wish to overtake at the difficult patch of the route and scare me to the core...i hate dogs!
Actually we could quite frequently hear train ka engine...which later sometime...i designated as a "psuedosignal" cause it used to make us feel we are nearing to Karjat stn n it should be near by but it never was, it indeed was a psuedo signal!
Even we girls in the group managed to slip quite often...making the guys wonder...how someone can slip so frequently...! Waise toh at quite few points i had to sit down and push myself to the lower level...but at one point when i was in the process of doing so...the huge stone on which my hand took support went loose and was about to fall on my legs below...thankfully it was put on hold!
Steep slopes came and went by...but there was no "namo nishan" of any gaon "dur dur tak" forget Karjat. It looked like we were completely lost....It had been hours we were climbing down and heading nowhere it seemed...still we continued. The hopes of even finding a small village were diminshing now...we continued. Admist of all this situation we were doing all sorts of bakwas and laughing and giggling...and this was the prime reason due to which atleast i myself slipped quite a few times. Actually no one of us cared about the passing time and also about not seeing habitation "dur dur tak". We continued, finally at around 17hrs started the patch with no more slopes...and our expectations of expecting a village increased exponentially!
We got completely lost in the plane land, had to ask a group of co-downclimbers the way ahead...and were shocked to hear that there was this another village called "kondwae"(something like that) from where we can get a transport to Karjat which was 30-40 mins away from there(that village).We kept walking, villages came and villages went...at one point we saw a rick standing on the road and it seemed like an oasis in a desert! We were just walking walking and walking completely lost....till we spot a board "Karjat 9.5kms"...OMG!
We walked and walked and finally...actually finally reached this village "kondwae" and before even looking for a suitable transport gulped in a bottle of mango juice and quenched our thirst and recharged ourselves.We were lost and found! Took the 10 seater auto and threw ourselves into it and headed to Karjat stn...finally...finally came the Karjat stn and we were on the right track in the local!
I mean common never in our lives we had such an experience, such feeling of being unsure...of not even knowing whether the destination is going to even come or no, whether we were on the right track and still we were so tension free enjoying ourselves like insanes...!
It's amazing to be insane!!!

Countryside experience…

In the school days …specially during summer vac, everyone all my frnds used to go to their native places…a concept of going to ur “gaon” Same was true for me…even I enjoyed going to my “gaon”…but fortunately or unfortunately for me…this “gaon” was nagpur or bandra or virar it wasn’t a typical Indian gaon ever….a complete misnomer in my case! Never in my life had experienced a typical Indian village. Had only heard about it from friends and foes.

Until the 17th jan 2009.
We stayed at a place called Revsa a beautiful village in Amravati district in Vidharba region of Maharashtra.

Before going to this place Revsa we first visited Aarvi.

Day1

Aarvi is a place where apparently many maharaj’s or saints supposedly “prakat huae hain”
Vidharba region being much of a plateau….through out our journey my eyes were constantly searching for a site of a tall mountain blocking the horizon, a site common back here. Btw the Horizon was just perfect…adorned with orange or tur dal fields abundantly found there. Instead of green ….most of the vegetation there was golden….and this shade also looked amazing!!

Also there was this road which completely resembled that extra milage ad wala road which fits between your thumb and index finger!
Frankly speaking the road was quite lonely…no petrol pumps no food malls but a single 15rs toll which was previously 2rs!!!

There at Aarvi particular incidence happened worth a mention:
Our car had taken a wrong side on a two way well divided road…and quite spontaneously I brought that to the drivers notice….only to make a fool of my self…as he explained that the other side of the road is meant for hawkers per se and it is right to drive from wrong side of the road!!!

Also got a chance to pull a bucket of water outside the well, near the temple…managed to spill half of the water till the bucket reached the top…funniest part was…my cousin managed to take a pic of this act and it looked like someone trying to pull me inside the well…tug of war kinda situation.

Way back from Aarvi…read a board “char dhokadayak valne…savdhan!” I was wondering what on this planet made them construct such a road on a plain surface!
For what???
So that drivers don’t speed up???? Our driver I don’t think so crossed 60 on a scarcely populated road…with hardly any disturbances.
May be due to the fields alongside the road, may be, though doubtful about this one!

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Anyways, from Aarvi we headed to Revsa…place of our stay for coming 3 days…
We headed towards the Samadhi place…which was just soothing …a pretty isolated place from even the Revsa village, it was in fact just outside the village. While returning home…we wandered through the heaps of crops kept for processing…got onto a still cart and posed for weird pics! Enjoyed the act to the core…!
Just enjoyed the bullock cart ride back home…it was like hiring a rick back here…minus the attitude minus the debate for the right fare minus the sound of the honking horns…it was rocking! (Literally)
The setting sun made the ride just perfect!

Now back there in Revsa for the 4 days of Utsav, food is served for free to the ppl…and they don’t have appointed ppl to serve the food, so…whosoever is interested and wants to serve…goes right there..!
Let me tell you the job isn’t easy at all….I mean at the end of it. I was sweating like hell…my hands suffered a few heat shocks…and also something: Weird took place…
There I was serving the steam cooked rice and by mistake I served it at a wrong place….and spontaneously on realizing my mistake said sorry and the child there replied...”sorry mhanaje?” He actually did not even know the meaning of sorry!!! I stood confused? Embarrassed? Don’t know what that feeling was!

Quite recently I had actually started doubting the fact that the stars in the night sky are uncountable, coz had hardly seen any stars back here in the sky…!
But the night out there in revsa, with millions of stars in the sky… was just amazing!
Just kept like starring at the sky till the dawn…!

Day2

The morning sunrise was another beautiful sight exclusive to the village.
All the evenly dung clad houses were adorned with beautiful rangolis at there doorsteps.
All the cattle's were leaving their gotha for grazing…btw every house out there had a gotha of the same size that of the house or even larger.

The morning tea from the very fresh pure unadulterated milk was hmmm…
There was this pretty young calf who was innocently wandering around. Managed to capture an amazing video of her’s.

We all headed to place called “Ganoja” Another village of its kind…!
The river near the temple was mast…had lots of fun out there. In spite of the scorching sun on top, the flowing river water was cold. Here we came across quite a few different kinds of birds. Managed to click some beautiful pics here too….
The site of the cattle’s, horses, birds heading to the water body for quenching their thirst…the village ladies washing clothes…the act of crossing the river and moving to the other side …made the day most memorable.

Can’t forget to mention about the food that we had at “Ganoja”…I wont be exaggerating it was one of the world’s best food served! The Puranpoli couldn’t have ever tasted better…my taste buds enjoyed the food carnival that day…for sure!





Day 3 and 4

With no more visits to other places…we were right there to explore the village “Revsa” Frankly speaking one can finish exploring the village in less than 1hr...It’s that small. What fascinated me was, that most of the houses were “shenani saravlele” and that was so perfectly done that the walls of those houses looked smoother and better than once painted by the best quality Paint available.
Also in case of walls the arrangements of bricks looked strikingly different…i.e.the pattern of arranging bricks for constructing the wall was different!
There was this small house out there; this was the village “dakghar”
I just loved the houses out there in the village….don’t know what exactly clicked me the most…but I surely loved them!

On people…!

I guess this might be the only village without doodhwala…coz everyone has enough cattles to take care of their dairy products requirements!
By and large I found people to be helpful and hardworking.
Worth a mention is this guy called “bhaiyaji”…a muslim by religion but stays and works in the temple…this man is really hardworking and energetic...he never looks tired…is never bugged…does all the work that comes to him…the first one to get up and last one to sleep out there…we all actually doubted that he sleeps!

The people here are creative too…on the day the “palkhi” takes a tour of the village…the people in their locality arrange or make a “dekhava” There was this one particular dekhava in which there was this child dressed like hanuman and was made to lean on a wooden plank connected up in the air using cables and was made to head towards a source of light representing the sun…that was really good! (btw this act symbolized the (apparently)well known story of hanuman who one’s gets up hungry…and tries to eat the sun thinking that its some kind of a big fruit)
One of the other theme was unity in diversity!
There was this other dekhava…which made an excellent use of the small water holders in the village meant for cattle's…as a source of drinking water. Using a long rubber pipe they constructed a snake and made a child dress like Krishna and stand on it!
During the palkhi tour through the village, clad with dekhava at different locations …the route that the palki followed was decorated beautifully with rangolis, flowers, lighting and happiness and enthusiasm on people’s face!

On food…!

I have never in my post childhood ages drank so much of milk and ate so much of dahi ever!!!! The taste of fresh unadulterated milk and dahi made out of it…was just yummy…! Everyday we used to have minimum one and a half or two ltrs of dahi and 3-4 ltrs of milk for approx 10 -15 ppl and the distribution was definitely not equal …highly skewed at 3-4 ppl including me of course!!!
Even the vegetables brought by the bhajiwala…were so fresh and they definitely tasted and looked better than the vegetables we get out here! And they were definitely cheap…everything was around 5-6 Rs kg…! We hardly get 250gms for the same cost here and that to grown along the rails or some other shabby place using dirty water…!
Even enjoyed cooking…for the first time ever in my life!

On Gaon Jevan…!

On the final day is the “Gaon jevan” it’s a feast for all the villagers and people who come up to the village for the yatra. Literally thousands of people have lunch out there at the same time…and there’s just one pangat…!
This is were the management of the people was strikingly evident…with little place for confusion everyone is served with tons of tasty food that is cooked!
The food that is cooked for gaon jevan is tremendous… looking at the containers used to cook…stacks of chapattis made and rooms filled with food…you get the whole picture of the gaon jevan crystal clear!




All in all completely, thoroughly, dilse enjoyed my stay…my first visit of a kind…was full of fun, masti and quality time with my family…made me forget of all the tensions, backlogs and submissions back here…a perfect system reboot!