Shantanu Mhetre

“ Wake up!! We have to go down. Wake up!!”  Suddenly, my dream of sleeping on my bed facing the mattress with me head resting on pillow, was vanished. And I raised my head to notice, squinting though, that Hrishi was shaking me as if trying me to bring back from the death. I opened my eyes fully and the afternoon light flashed on my eyes to close them again. I realized I was sleeping, my head resting on the fuel tank of the Royal Enfield.  Feeling tired as hell, I didn’t want to go anywhere but sleep. Let me explain you why. It was June of 2015 and I was in Manali. It was me, my childhood friend Hrishi along with Ameya and Mandar who happen to be my college friends.   Manali Adventure Tour arranged by mutual friend of ours Deepak, went on for 7 days, and this was the last day. And seems like destiny saved the best/worst for the last. Best or the worst, you decide at the end. First 6 days went on like normal vacation, rappelling, river crossing, rock climbing (and was sur