was as performing at its best, heat was draining my energy, salts
were precipitating all over my skin. While was sneaking slowly
towards the college's secret back entrance although stuck to me as
"Why can't they construct a swimming pool where I could jump in
every break I get and cool down my body?, Cant Winter come in
Suddenly that old idea crossed my thoughts, the
very pleasing idea, to explore Himalayas. It is the idea I was
obsessed with, since very long.
I kept on musing while walking towards the classroom, my
photo-sensitive skin was tanned due to extreme exposure to Sun. I can
recollect that the last time I went to my home, at the end of my 6th
sem, neighbours told me I was very fair in my childhood days.
was very fascinated to see Himalayas. My grandmother went
on pilgrimage to Gangotri, Badrinath, and other nearby
areas, when I was 2 years old, and I grew up listening to her
fascinating stories. I started thinking all those sitting in the
classroom. I was a selective listener to the lecturers as they had
very poor presentation skills to grab our attention and were not
capable to eat my genuine interests in the subject.
night and many upcoming nights, I started dreaming my tour to
Himalayas. I contacted travel agencies, mailed them, and chatted with
experienced professionals. Collected data and saved notes in Evernote
one month, after completing 4 years in Thanjavur, last week May '12,
I was at younger brother's, at Patna.
was around morning 5 AM, I guess. I saw myself in Shan.gri-La, while
dreaming. A valley of enchanting peace, where you can find Nirvana,
where mind, body and soul reaches to its natural state, you feel
eternal bliss. I found myself in that valley, blossomed with amazing
flowers, small plants, huts scattered, a bit similar to Shire where
Hobbitses dwelled. In that dream, accompanied with one college
friend, we were crying out of joy. There, I met the girl, and I
became fond of her, in the first sight. We roamed across the valley
amidst the carpets of beautiful flowers. If it can be made possible
in real life, I would love to meet her.
was the perfect projection of my sub-conscious mind for a girl with
whom, I can settle down for my entire life. When you squeeze the
central-part of a fully bloomed lotus flower near to your nostrils,
you will get a heavy fragrance, she smelt like that.
morning, was a very fresh one. I was able to feel blood pumping
through my heart with joy. Next day, I had an appointment with a
doctor, who ran several tests, I had low metabolism, was unable to
digest spicy foods. Was suggested for physical activity. And, I found
my paths clearing away. It was not much harder to convince parents,
after that. After, a week at home in Siwan, first week of June, with
enough cash in hand, with a torn air-bag(meant to be thrown, after
buying a new one) filled with some clothes, edibles, accessories, no
Passport, and some acquaintances in Nepal written on pieces of
papers, I headed towards India-Nepal border, at Birganj.
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