
So you can read one section at a time.
TREK UP
The mountain top, clouds, the silhouette, the climb, the golden ring at the horizon at sunrise– kept flashing in my mind when we began the trek. It was And this time, he had good company. Savana was climbing Boulders as if he’s been doing it for his entire life. Bunty and Vijay joined in with Rat, our official photographer who would do crazier things to take the snaps. We moved on for another half hour and my lungs gave up! And we were only 25% through. I could see Savana well ahead with the guides, calling back every minute to the guys – ‘Common guys! Make it fast’. I would have killed him, only if I could have reached him. The climb got tougher with every minute. The mountain got steeper and terrain, narrower. And all that I could think of now, was the next pit stop. I would just stop, breathing heavily and Vijay and Porkey would pull me to the next step. I was able to move my feet, but couldn’t match their pace. That’s when I almost gave up.’ I just can’t move any further. You people continue and please take me with you when moving down’. And we called for a split – Bunty, Savana and Porkey disappeared in no-time without a guide. Vijay, Suyash, Rat, Radha, SR and Style kept moving. And the rest including me got into the 3rd group.
My only motivation was the hare and the tortoise story! And in sometime, we were 50% through. I had the feeling that we were almost there when the guide said, we’ve just trekked halfway through. And I looked up again. And the echo sounded louder, ‘I can’t do it’. But Ram and Charlu kept company and I moved on - with a banana and two spoons of Glucose sponsored by Ram and Charlu’s tips on’ How to breathe’. I would stop all of a sudden, take huge gulps of air and then start again. I was feeling nauseated. And every step I took told me it would hit me harder if I fell down. And just when I thought the whole process was impossible, we had made 80% of the climb. And the sight we saw from the hill top was breathtaking. I could see the entire city lit up with street lamps. And Joy just did the perfect thing. He put on the music and we enjoyed the moonlight, cold breeze and hill top for quite sometime. Now reaching the top was only a matter of time. With half orange and another couple of spoons of glucose, ‘I finally made it’.
There were already two groups camping on the hill top. And the 3rd group was ours. The clock read The fire gave some relief from the cold. But it meant much more to the people who were keeping it alive.
And it was time for the moment which had brought us here - the sunrise. It was There was no golden ring at the horizon, no clouds beneath us and naturally nothing to capture on our digicams. Nevertheless, the photo-session did take place. And the food packets did get empty! And we were ready for the decent.
TREK DOWN
When I looked down at the steep slopes, I still felt happy that I would be finally going home. But the happiness did last only till I realized that trekking down was an another challenge. At night, I just kept looking down at my steps, not to get discouraged by the amount of climb remaining. But now, I couldn’t afford to look at the sky! The steeper, sandy slopes made it even more difficult. I couldn’t stretch my legs enough to jump form one stone to another. I was scared, but so was I eager to reach down and this time I couldn’t tell people to let go of me and pick me up later. I felt better with every step I took. And in about an hour we reached the place which was our 2nd pit stop while trekking up.
Joy and Bunty’s R&D on biodegradable wastes kept us entertained, when at sometime I realized that my legs weren’t moving fast. Each time I moved one step down, the lack of energy scared me twice as hard. There was little left now. But that felt like eternity and finally when I reached down, I couldn’t stand up by myself. I was the last person to board the bus and the first one to doze off.
OUTCOME
10 comments:
wheres the rest of the story? and the pics?
Oh! BTW... nice narration ;) and BRAVO... u did it!
Excellent work Ruth , U have depicted wonderfully abt Savana n Vijay being so normal yet never forgotten abt Kalavarahalli ! [:P]
Amazing way of Describing it too!
Do post some pics
Pics and the rest of the story will be updated by tomorrow
Nice story .. fat people like you ought to be jogging daily for what happened next. Comming down is tougher ! he he he
Sooper pumpkin!!!!!!!! So pumpkin becomes cucumber after the trek.........
Hmmm...........
Hi!
I am willing to go there alone. Will you please send me the route details and corresponding best suitable time for reach? I dont have any vehical, so I have to hire public/Govt transport. So if possible please let me know the transport details. my mail id is chandrajit.samanta@gmail.com . I have a orkut profile (Please search user by my name " Chandrajit Samanta " - Only one profile you will find) , you can post there also. Please visit my album in Orkut. Waiting for your reply
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Chandrajit Samanta
MBM(Systems),B.E(Electrical)
9986044300,Bangalore
If possible please let me know the cost and the essential commodities which I have to carry.
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