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Murree Trip.. by Sana Shahzad

The school decided to take the A-Level students on a trip before they started studying(or hibernating!). The idea itself was very exciting, since a trip to Murree in February meant playing in the snow.

On the morning of 3rd February, we all assembled at the college waiting anxiously to depart. Our bags stuffed with jackets, gloves and extra pair of socks [in some case cases even medicines too] we were finally on our way to Murree.

The usual boredom on the way to murree was drowned in chit chat, laughter and the Indian songs mostly sung by zainab in her self proclaimed sweet voice. And whoa!! We reached our destination, Bhurban.

As many of us were with empty tummies (to avoid car sickness) it was decided to have food first. Everybody rushed towards the tables already laden with varieties of delicious food, from the mouth watering biryani, the garma garam rotis with curry and delicious desserts that made me lick my fingers.

The real fun was about to start when we were finally permitted to go outside in the snow. Yayyy!!

The hotels garden all covered with leveled, silverish white snow, gave a pleasing effect. Throwing snowballs at each other and entering into an imperceptible competition of who gets more of the snow balls, was entertaining. We lay on the snow, took a ride on our self made snow slide (though the bruises made by hard rock concealed under the snow, still hurt!).

Fun in snow is incomplete without a snowman. But unfortunately we couldn’t complete one as by the time we finished laying down the foundations of our potential snowman, our hands had become numb. We took a number of pictures too taking full advantage of the scenic beauty that was around us.

However, the happier the time the faster it goes and it was time for us to leave…sighs!

By the time we were climbing on our coasters the snowflakes has begun to fall again and this was when the adventurous part started. We had only covered few miles when our coasters started to slip on the roads scattered with snow. At last after a struggle of four hours we finally managed to escape the impolite weather. It was 8pm now and the roads were completely silent. The real adventure was still waiting. When we were about to take turn towards the route which leads straight to Islamabad another hurdle came our way. THE ROAD WAS BLOCKED! Yes, due to a truck accident which has then turned turtle we could not go further. And how long will it take for the traffic to start again? NOT BEFORE THE MORNING was the reply we got.

The role played by Sir Allah bakhsh’s in this panicky situation, is always going to be a part of my memory. I still remember vividly, the way he calmed down our parents and the responsibility he showed while taking us to the mess (thanks to Taimur’s uncle who arranged an accommodation for us) was tremendous.

The scene at the mess (now I come to think of it) was hilarious. The only small electrical heater we had in our room was covered with our wet socks and shoes, all waiting to dry. There was not a single person who was not whining about his dead cell phones battery. How can I forget the way we yearned to grab the cleanest blanket, the way we broke into an argument during this blanket QABZA mission. Very few of us slept that night, as most of them spent there night shivering and listening to Madam Rebecca’s high pitched snores: D

Aaah!!  This one night’s memory is always going to cherish me. Though I sympathize with guys who spent there night jam packed in one single room and with only two heaters available.

Next morning the first thing we knew was to get out of this trap as soon as possible. We were lucky enough to flee the harsh weather conditions as snow falling started again, this time with an addition of light breeze.

All good things come to an end. I experienced the same feeling in Murree. Staying for more than a day there under constant tension, the white snow all around was getting on my nerves. When finally on our way back to Islamabad, the sight of it with colours all around was more than a relief.

A trip to murree is something amidst the huge bundle of memories which I have collected from my college. It was my first college trip outside the city and it surely became the best one. All thanks to Sir Raheel for planning this trip and giving us an opportunity to make it best times.

 

 

 

 

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