Travel Journey of Divya n Raj

March 19, 2017 Mrs. Tarzan woke up with a smile on her face, without any sign of fury infested usually by a shrieking alarm. And why not ?? Today is Mr. Tarzan’s birthday and she had been running through a number of plans since past evening that she even had dreamed about ideas for the celebration. Every-time she plans out something different for him and this time mother nature had helped her planning a once-in-a-lifetime day for Mr. Tarzan. She had drawn basic plan leaving rest to the destiny to surprise them. It was 7 am and till half an hour she was watching TV while hiding behind the layers of blankets,  planning in the background and waiting for Mr. Tarzan to open his eyes. In this whole duration she had wished Mr. Tarzan 10 times plus once in the midnight, while he was sleeping like a baby yet responding every time with a smile and a nod saying thank you with unclear speech due to closed mouth. Only Mrs. Tarzan can interpret his talks in sleep. Finally sh...

March 18, 2017 Mr. and Mrs. Tarzan had seen lot of snow in past couple of days that could they both hadn’t viewed in their entire lives summed up together. Even their journey at Ladakh, especially  snowfall in the Pensi La pass or numerous other passes did not shower tons of snow over them.    With the snowfall relentlessly engulfing whole of the city, there were bleakest of the bleak chances for BumLa to be open. While watching TV the previous night, they comforted each other saying that even if BumLa had been open there was no chance to see the beautiful lakes as all the lakes would be frozen. So better to move out of the place at earliest and continue the journey instead of thinking about BumLa. “Yes, let's keep BumLa for our next visit”, they again assured each other. However, Mr. Tarzan was much more concerned about Sela Pass, how it had been after the snowfall in Tawang. As the morning dew crawled in through the window, Mrs. Tarzan got up and p...