“We could either go to Mt. Abu or Kashmir” said Dad. The choice seemed like I could either have chicken tikka or an assorted kebab platter. I mean who would want to see a flower if you can experience the garden itself. No offence to Mt. Abu lovers, I would love to visit it too some time soon. It is this moment that gave me 9 days in heaven.
We generally plan our trips well in advance, visiting Kashmir was like a dream come true. These 3 months felt like ages before we finally left for “The Kashmir”