That visit seems like a gazillion years ago, but the fond memories of having slept under three fat blankets in a HTDC hotel room and eating hot parathas with ghee and tomato sauce, taking a couple of long solo walks into the hills and going missing for hours on end and falling asleep for a few minutes while sitting leaning against a tree, listening to the gentle flow of water in a rivulet close by, gasping with wonder at having seen golden apples for the first time in my life and other such reminiscences shall always return to me whenever I choose to think of pleasant experiences associated with the hills and mountains.
However, the prime reason for writing this post was to reproduce this piece of text that one might or might not get to see in the ‘trivia’ section on the article about Solan, the text is being put here verbatim:
