Anxiety. Aren't we all its victims, one way or the other I took anxiety on a different level altogether--got anxious at the prospect of seeing someone for my anxiety. Preparing myself for a "relaxing time" at Aahana The Corbett Wilderness Resort took its toll on me and my heart told me I was happy but my head chose sleepless nights. This was my second visit to the resort in four years' time and I remembered vividly why the resort was one of my favourite places to be in. The first time was a charm the second time was, well, an extension of that same charm. After an overnight journey from Delhi to Ramnagar, I reached Aahana feeling fresh. Things were different this time around saplings I saw last were now tall trees, cottages well-hidden behind a thick cover of trees all over the resort. From my last visit I remembered that the resort don't believe in cutting their grass as it attracts insects which in turn attracts birds. I also remembered how I didn't find even a single pesky mosquito during my stay there thanks to lemongrass and citronella plants all around the property. As I remembered those good times, my mind relaxed eventually. I was ready to figure out how to deal with my demon--lifestyle-related health problems that was bestowed upon me by my beloved Delhi.
After years of binge watching BBC Earth documentaries and devouring nature magazines and movies, I was now able to identify quite a many bird and animal species. I was quite pleased to meet the resident-naturalist Mr. Barlow again after so many years and this time we both took a long walk around the property and spied on resident jungle babblers, tailor birds, crimson sunbirds, magpies and many more. My birding list grew and I grew more aware of the fading anxiety. My first day at the resort was spent with birds, a quiet time by the lotus pond and a long walk around the property. It felt good to be back.


