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As I walked off of the Mustang Airport, I could already feel that adventure and thrill I was about to experience because I had decided to go for that trip all alone. yaaaay! I was continuously sneezing so hard that once I nearly broke my ankle trying to stop myself from falling down on the slippery ground. Next second, the doctor inside me was one hundred percent sure that I might have already broken my ankle or I might be getting a severe cough till the next day. I went there in search of some peace and adventure because I desperately needed a break from city life and city people. I found Dorje Dai's homestay some steps away. I went to have some glimpse of nature after having some snacks and a bowl of 'Jhwaikatti' (a traditional local beer which is served with butter and uncooked rice) It was tasty. The owner of the homestay Dorje Dai was insisting to come with me as a guide but I told him I'll go by myself. Moving on towards the snowy hills, I reached a place which looked like a sort of dead forest (with no leaves on any of the trees). It was huge and I was scared to move forward. I regretted rejecting Dorje Dai. But I already had 'Bear Grills' mood on. So I went inside, I climbed trees and enjoyed the eco. Later, I started swinging on the trees with my one hand, singing loudly to hear the eco until my hand started swelling and ended up nearly breaking my backbone. While returning back, I saw some people with different costumes double than their own weight. These people are called Bhote/Sherpas. Their costume is heavy but lovable too. The 'Bakkhu', 'Docha' and the fur hat suits anybody like anything. The next day, Dorje Dai took me to 'Shri Muktinath Temple' and 'Thorong La'. It was so wonderful. We had a glimpse of 'Dhumba lake' while returning back which was also amazingly beautiful. Similarly, the next day, we went to 'Annapurna Sanctuary' and 'Tilicho Lake'. I stood there for five days. The first three days were fun, but the next two days were really difficult to get out because of the continuous snowfall. Still, I had fun inside the homestay. Dorje Dai and his wife Philu Didi had two children- Chiring and Lakma, who were as interesting as the whole ' Mustang'. They were like 12 and 18 years, I guess. So innocent and obedient! The saddest part is they never went to school, and I don't know why. Still, they could read some nepali sentences. It was more like I'm already in home. They always treated me as if I was their own family member which never let me be homesick. The whole family would sometimes shout so loud as if they are gonna kill each other, while I'd be sitting in my room peacefully. I'd rush towards them and figure out they were just talking normally (Their way of talking is louder). We shared each other's recepies, culture and so on. They'd always switch the channel while cricket would come of T.V. I taught Chiring to play cricket, and broke a car window and collapsed outta there. It was fun though I was unable to explore the nature as I had thought. While leaving for home on the airport, Dorje dai and Philu didi gave me a warm hug as if they were my own parents. Chiring was saying that he wants to be a cricketer in future, Lakma just smiled at me. What I miss most about Mustang is morning- balcony, a cup of tea, birds chirping, roasted corn. Such a heavenly feeling! I wish I could explore the roads by bus but I didn't have much time so had to return via airline. It's just busy schedule here again, I'd love to visit that wonderfully mind boggling heaven again, and this time through bus.