The last pic for how I want to remember my trip .

Fun for everybody .

On my way back , I and Gajendra bhaiyya were separated from the other three ,(we took a turn , they took some other) .While Gajendraji and I waited for the other three I was sweetly offered this walking stick by the father of a very pretty 'pahari' girl .

that's the story behind the 'love stick' ;)
[and no it's not an euphemism for any thought that might creep in your (sick) mind ]