BIR BILLING ADVENTURE, DOMESTIC, GETAWAYS, MOMENTS THREE PALS ON

OVERVIEW:

I casually remarked to my friend how dismal and dreary the Delhi sky appears as I gaze out the window next to my workstation. I remember my childhood days when the sky was blue and there were snow-covered white clouds through which the beautiful yellow sun shone. In the harsh winters of Delhi, having the sun provide warmth was sheer delight. 

I tell her that as a kid, my favourite thing to do was to look up at the night sky or notice a shooting star and swiftly fold my hands, close my eyes, and pray for a ridiculous wish to come true. The azure sky and stars, on the other hand, cannot be captured or sustained. She tells me about her recent trip to Ladakh, where the sky appeared to be blanketed in stars and was filled with those dazzling and tinkly bodies, making the sky more lovely than ever. When you stand in the valleys of Ladakh, “Ye harassing wadiyan, ye khula aasman” is more of a sensation than a song.

My face becomes despondent as I listen to her describe her paradise-like experience in Ladakh. I tell her about my last vacation, which was two years ago. The next day, I arrive at work on schedule and not grinning from ear to ear. She claims she was up all night thinking about how a weekend break in the hills would be ideal for us, away from the city’s tough and demanding workload as well as the tainted carbon emissions winds. When I hear this wonderful news, I burst out laughing. We invite our friend Abeer to join us, and she agrees in a flash.

We begin our search for the most desirable and accessible hill stations from Delhi that will not be overrun by tourists at this time of year. I remember a time when my friend went to a spot called Bir Billing and had the most divine experience. I promptly opened another tab in my browser to check up on information on Bir Billing. 

A FEW THOUGHTS

Bir Billing is a town in Himachal Pradesh that is located near the Kangra Valley. Ecotourism and meditation are taught to visitors from all over the world. It is clear that there is a considerable Tibetan presence in the area. The Tibetan colony on the outskirts of Bir is the region’s most populous. The colony was established in 1960 when the Dalai Lama fled Tibet due to Chinese unrest. He travelled for two weeks to get to India. Following his exile, Chokling Rinpoche established the Bir Tibetan Colony.  

 Many Tibetan monasteries, institutes, schools, medical centres, eateries, lodging facilities, a Tibetian handicraft centre, and other facilities can be found in the Tibetan colony. Bir billing shot to fame after hosting the inaugural paragliding world cup in 2001. It is the world’s second-best paragliding site and is renowned as India’s Paragliding Capital. The take-off site for paragliding in Bir, while the landing spot is Billing. The best conditions for paragliding can be found in Bir Billing. Paragliding requires unusually calm conditions for a proper takeoff.

Because it was not too crowded, Bir Billing seemed like the perfect place to elope over the weekend. We booked a taxi with a designated driver to transport us to our vacation destination. We three decided that the best day to leave for Bir Billing is November 15th. I’m buzzing with excitement as the big day approaches. I’m no longer able to complete my work without enthusiasm or determination. 

After grabbing a rucksack full of snacks and water for our trip, we set off on our adventure. After an hour and a half on the road, my companions and I are famished. We decide to eat dinner at the most well-known roadside attraction.

Around 4 p.m., I rub my eyes and look out the window, but the sun is still not out. Due to the amount of food, I fell asleep at the Dhaba. My driver informed me that we were only a few minutes away from entering the state’s hilly region when I questioned our position.

 I’m giddy with delight and have my attention fixed out the window, taking in the magnificent countryside. Somya, my friend, also wakes up, and we both look up at the sky, waiting for the sun to shine.

As it starts to rain, we stop for breakfast at a cafe called Maggi Point. A set of green stairs leads us into the cafe.