Kathmandu Weather Ruined Our Hiking Plan – A Nature Lover’s Diary

 We Waited So Long for This Saturday… But Nature Had Her Own Plans

We had been counting down the days to this Saturday. Seriously, us didi and me—we were dreaming about it like little kids waiting for a festival. After all the chaos of work and academic pressure, finally, finally, this Saturday gave us a little breather. But guess what? If we didn’t grab this chance, the next ones were already slipping away—exams are knocking on the door again!

So, what was the big plan we were so excited about?

Any guesses?

Let me tell you—a HIKKEEE! Yes, you read that right! Not just any hike… a rhododendron hike. Oh god, I’ve been dying to see those fiery blooms painting the jungle and roadside red. We had watched countless vlogs on Friday night, hearts beating with excitement, whispering “Tomorrow is finally coming.” Sleep came wrapped in excitement.

And then… plot twist.

As the sun was supposed to rise on our perfect day, the Kathmandu sky turned moody. Like, really moody. Dark clouds rolled in, the wind howled, thunder cracked—and it rained! Not your romantic drizzle, but a real stormy downpour. Nature herself gave the nature lover in me a mini heart attack.

I wanted to step out and dance in it, admire it, absorb every drop—but reality slapped us gently. Safety first, right? (Though my heart was yelling “I wanna gooo!”)

So, plan postponed. For when? Who knows.

And as if that wasn’t enough, the electricity

left the chat. No internet. No light. Just rain, wind, and two girls sipping warm tea, wrapped in cozy thoughts and blankets. Honestly? Kinda poetic.

And guess what? The afternoon turned sunny. Yup. Classic unpredictable Kathmandu. She really said “Gotcha!”

So here we are, with no hike, no plan, just memories of a stormy morning and a hike that’s still waiting for us. But I’m keeping the hope alive—

Dear God, next time… let the rhododendrons bloom under a clear sky and safe path, please?

Yes… but you know what?

Sometimes, it’s the waiting we never get that makes us the most excited.

Because when we finally get what we’ve been waiting for… that magical spark of excitement slowly fades.

So maybe—just maybe—this wait, this pause, is a gift too.

Until then, see you!