Misty Mountains and Gaonwalon

4 PM on a friday and 4 more holidays to go!
Bangkok or Leh or Mussorie? Well, it was not to be so.
To the wily beguiles of the pretty Naini we fell prey
In mosquito infested Gurgaon we agreed to call it a day.

“Gaonwalon” – we met each other on that fateful day
A memorable encounter on the delhi moradabad highway
The onward journey was peaceful – our “Lord of Fort” said so
Traversing from Pothole 1 to Pothole 2 at Gajraula
I say Chaps!! I don’t think so.

Rampur was invaded without any mishap & thankfully no more potholes too
We did not stop to collect the famous Rampuri knife & quickly passed GO.
Tucked in a simple sumptuous feast at Haldwani
Aage suno hamari kahani.

To see the pretty dainty Naini we set off in earnest;
Knapsacks were quickly dumped in our temporary nest.
To circumnavigate Naini, we city slickers decided
Attempts to stop us by the jealous Misty Marauder (who loved Naini) were thwarted.
We saw them come together & dance
And we Gaonwalon – we enjoyed this very special chance.

Next day we left early to meet the Taals of Naukuchia & Bheem
The Land lubbers tried rowing till their muscles screamed.
At Pandegaon we set off for a hike
Instead of a hiring a cab every Gaonwalon wished we had hired a bike!

The quaint Ranikhet we visited for a brief sojourn
then Gaonwalon, we bid adieu to India’s Lake District with a sad moan.
Naini & her Misty Marauder came to wave goodbye
And Gaonwalon, weren’t we glad we had stopped by?!