Hello, and welcome back to my blog readers. I hope you all are doing great. So today's topic of my blog is very close to my heart. The topic is very well known by the title. ‘Traveling’ the word itself takes me back to so many memories. For me, it all started when I was as little as 9-10 maybe. 

I remember how I started making my travel bucket list. Since I was in 3rd grade a little kid living in Mumbai, who had never seen snowfall and watching images and movies of the same made me want to go there. I remember I used to open the refrigerator and put my hands and face in the freezer and feel like I am in the snowy mountains. I used to even ask my mom that can I become tiny and you can put me in the freezer to enjoy a similar feeling of being in the snow. That's how fascinated I was by the snow and that environment. I didn't even know the exact location where I can find snow I just knew it was somewhere in the north known as Jammu & Kashmir. That's all I knew as a child that only J&K had snowfall. And I really wished to go there.

But guess what the next year I went on a trip to Shimla- Kullu- Manali with my mom and sister. My mom came to me and said you are going to see snow and I was feeling like I am the happiest & luckiest person on the planet. As a kid what else would I want, I wished for something for so long and I was going to actually experience it. And when I reached there within a few minutes I was freezing the and shivering. I couldn't stand the snow. Funny right but what a nine-year-old kid can do. My feet went numb and I was in my mom's lap all the time. Yet my experience of the entire journey as a whole went amazing the room sharing with new friends and exploring new places etc. After this trip, I realized that now onn not only the snow will excite me but the journey itself will.

This is how I got passionate about traveling. that's it guys thanks for staying till the end. will be back with something new till then take care stay safe.