The author described the valley as ‘A paradise that might have been.’
There was no dearth of food for insectivorous birds when there were rains.
The author’s grandmother asked him not to kill chuchundars because they are lucky and bring money. The author got the cheque on the very same day.
Last Friday, I was returning from my office. It was cloudy. I expected heavy rains anytime. I was in a great hurry to reach my home. But unfortunately, as soon as I reached the bus stop, it started raining heavily. I was forced to stand under a shed. Standing there, suddenly I noticed the opposite…
The mist in the hills provides privacy. Nothing can be seen. The hills are completely surrounded by mist making them silent. The birds sitting on the tree fly away to different places. As soon as the mist surrounds the hills, birds too fall silent.
The monsoon season begins in June and ends in the month of August. We should prepare for the monsoons by arranging umbrellas or raincoats.
The author is describing Mussoorie in this diary entry.
When the mist comes up the hills become invisible and forests become silent.
It rained without stopping for eight or nine days. The author paced in the room and looked out of the window at a few bobbing umbrellas.