To The Hills of Kodaikanal

By Pranav R Kalathungal Last March, I, along with my alone family went for a trip to Kodaikanal. Though we travelled in a comfortable airbus, the move felt very boring. After cardinal hours, we started playing whatever games and short things started to exact interesting. The games and jokes along with some 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 lingering and one by one wad started nodding off to sleep.As the fray quietened down and the lights dimmed on the require of elderly people, and I too bit by bit settled down to sleep. What I maxim 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 run out with luscious beauty on the former(a) side. The scene was heavenly. I can understood see the scene in my creative thinker when I cl ose my eyes. Through this heavenly path we r to each oneed a homely, beautiful, comfy bungalow from where we had our breakfast.After a lovely and paunch filling breakfast, we started a tour of the place. We visited a garden so enriched with natural beauty, that it was enlightenment itself. The notoriously famous suicide layover seemed to me, as if it was inviting people with its deadly beauty, into its perfidious depths. Hours seemed to pass away in minutes in this glorious land and suddenly it was time to go back. And so, thus finish a wonderful journey which go out 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.