A warmth sad feeling overcame us all in the bus towards Haridwar. Heading there with Debbie and Janin, we left nice people back in the guest house and some others going to Mussoorie. Like leaving behind a newly created family of friends. Red Chilli people, everyone from the guest house, all was left behind as if it were just a dream. Suddenly you wake up and it's all gone, the good times, the bad times, the ackward times, everything, and you look forward to what has yet to come.
Rishikesh, I'll be back!
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