I do not know, if I can describe it well. I am not a native English speaker, and my English at best, is just average. I am writing this post on 31st May, 2022 sitting at my home in the 1st room. The place I have here is a rented accomodation, and the only room I have an air condition is, is this room. The other two rooms are used as a walk in closet, haha, and one is the study. However, to be honest, I have shifted the study too in this room where I sleep, because of the heat.

The city isn’t very hot, as compared to the rest of the country. There are hills everywhere you look, and the valley even has it’s own lake. However, I do have some complaints about hill-cities in India – there has happened too much commercialization of everything – the green cover is being lost behind large advertising boards and huge buildings of concrete. You have to gaze hard to find those hills that you seek to see as you go do your everyday chores, amidst this concrete jungle. I hope we change this. Making money, getting advertisements, making huge buildings is good and all, but at what cost? Instead we should try and make structures that go with the surroundings, be one with nature, and not something that becomes an eye sore after a few years. Humans crave nature, like every other thing, and maybe this is why there has been a surge of travelers to the mountains and beaches, and everywhere else that has not yet been commercialized enough.

This makes me come to the word Resfeber, It is a Swedish word, that I came across recently on the internet. It describes a feeling of anxiety, a restlessness, if you may, that a traveler undergoes, just before setting out to travel. I do not know anyone from Sweden, and I do not know if this description is accurate or not, but I like this description and I am sticking to it.

So, I’ve been stung by Resfeber bee, but why? Where am I setting out to travel? What am I so restless about?

The reason is, I have a few months of stay left in this city. It has been a beautiful one, and I have enjoyed looking at the local scenery and relished the delicacies, but I believe I have overstayed my days here in the city, and I plan to leave it in a few months of time. This city has given me a lot, and my super specialisation in the field of Cardiology (DM Cardiology) has been from this city.

As I carry forward my journey of life from this city, onwards to another, due to work, I have thought of taking a small sabbatical from work and travel for a few weeks. I am yet to finalize the places I want to visit, but I am sure of one thing – I want mountains, and to have the cool breeze hitting my face as I sit with a cup of coffee warming my hands, and complete my novel. Yes, my novel. I have not forgotten about it, and I shall not forget about it. It is one of the many things I wanted to accomplish- to be an author of a novel, and I plan to complete that, during this 3 week long trip that I am planning out.

Most of the times, when we visit a place, we go to the most touristy locations, however I have been refraining myself from doing that since a few years now. I tend to stroll alongside the unpaved road, jump over an occasional rock or climb an unusually large boulder and sit watching, as the world goes by. Travel is a means to let go off the world, and watch it from a distance, from a third person’s point of view, allowing yourself new insights, or sometimes, just about getting lost in the universe of your thoughts, while watching the starlit sky.

This time, however the purpose of travel would be different, it would be to see a new destination, meet the locals, enjoy the delicacies, trek, hike, take pictures, but also to complete the novel.

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