On one bright, sunny, early April afternoon, began the road drive from Delhi to Shimla. In a car, whose driver was supposed to be our guide also. The weather was pleasant and it was our first trip together as a couple and expectedly, excitement and emotions were bit on a higher side. The National Highway NH 44 soon opened up into the towns. One after other….smaller towns with their distinct names. First came Panipat and then we passed through Kurukshetra…. names almost synonymous with ruthless battles of Indian history and mythology. Peace is indeed a privilege!!! Into the journey, I didn’t know when I had dozed off. So had EM. By the time I was back to my senses, I noticed a very familiar name on the small white milestones located near the edge of the fast moving highway. ..PANCHKULA… By then NH44 had given way to NH5. A few years back, while I was working in the South Korean city of Ulsan, I had a colleague, whose name was KB… a friendly pers...
Streaks and dots of my travel diary !!!