What I Found in Rishikesh Wasn’t on the Itinerary My feet were submerged in the icy water of a mountain stream. A steaming cup of chai warmed my hands, and a plate of hot Maggi sat beside me. The water rushed past my ankles, carrying with it a coolness that seemed to wash away the noise of everyday life. Around me, the hills stood quietly, wrapped in shades of green, while the sound of the stream drowned out every deadline, every responsibility, and every thought waiting back home. For a few moments, nothing needed my attention. As I sat there near Neer Waterfall in Rishikesh, I realised this was exactly what I had been looking for. Not adventure. Not sightseeing. Just a pause. Rishikesh had been on my travel list for years. I had always imagined the Ganga here to be cleaner, calmer, and somehow closer to nature. I had heard countless stories about river rafting and spiritual retreats, but neither was the real reason for this journey. I came looking for rejuvenation, and over...