I keep the good part of my life in the trunks of my car; I m ready to go anytime.

It was 03:19 hrs. The thermometer in the car showed a freezing -11 degrees outside. The GPS read 69°38’12.923”N. Covered with snow, the road ahead paved its way into infinite darkness. The indented coastline facing the Norwegian Sea emerged between the swiftly winding roads amidst Fjords. “Dinfart 70”, read the rugged speed-limit post. More than 360km into the Arctic Circle, we were on the European route E8 that goes from Tromso, Norway to Turku, Finland. Almost blinded by the snow, Dan was focused on driving the car, and I had my gaze fixed onto the night sky. We had already spent 4 consecutive polar nights under the star-studded sky, driving along the winding roads, in a chase for the magical “Aurora Borealis”. The locals informed us that the March night sky had not been very kind to the travelers in the last one week. However, we were hopeful, as we had done our little research on the night sky, carefully mapping the regions that showed a high Kp index, based on which you can immediately know if there is a chance to see aurora or not. We were about 100 km away from Tromso. Our geographical location was in the center of activity. The blinding snow forced us to stop in the middle of nowhere. I put my head outside every now and then, but only disappointment piled up as nothing appeared. Dan asked me to check the level of the snow in front of the car. We didn’t want to risk getting caught in the snow. I slapped the door shut behind me as I got out of the car, only to be slapped onto the ground by a gush of wind. As Dan came out to help me get up, what we saw in the sky was beyond the description of words. Things began to heat up as a momentous solar storm started. We waited, as multiple flickers lighted the night sky. The winds died down and the night became still. The Milky Way grew stronger and pangs of green light fluttered in the sky. They danced, and they danced gracefully like ballerinas for over 20 minutes. Lo and Behold – it was up there – the Aurora Borealis! I’ll never forget the day that brought me closest to experiencing the wonders of nature. Chasing the weird and wonderful Aurora Borealis in the astonishing-dead of the night, with the Arctic winds swooshing by - very few of the experienced-adventures could match up to that, but the sheer thrill of spotting the green curtains in the sky is beyond words. All you do is either scream or sink into awe. The heavens had opened its door, albeit momentarily, for us.