My monsoon journey to Shimla was a captivating experience filled with misty forests, cascading rains, and the charm of colonial heritage. As I drove through the Grand Trunk Road, the landscape transformed into a lush paradise. In Shimla, I explored the historic Ridge, wandered through the bustling Mall Road, and indulged in high tea while listening to tales of the British Raj. My adventure took me to Naldhera, where I played golf on India’s oldest course, and further to Kufri and Fagu, where misty trails and fragrant pines created a dreamlike setting. As storms raged in Narkanda, I found solace in watching the rain-drenched valleys. The monsoon in the hills became a time of reflection, renewal, and embracing nature’s raw beauty.