Summer picnics are one of life’s simple pleasures, aren’t they?
Yes, once again the summer weekend trip could actually be possible. And my
weekend was absolute perfection. Everything I expected and even more than that.
Absolute relaxation, and just had a genuine good time. After weeks of hard work
at workplace and blazing days in Delhi, I wanted an escape. Since 6 months I have been craving for a beautiful
place to get lost. Couldn’t really go lost but I must admit that it had been a
one-of-a-kind of experience for me. I was accompanied by 6 more girls this time
:D
All my girlies at office planned and made it finally. A group of
11 people gathered to meet the next moment of adventure with a suitcase full of
outrageous blessings. We made our way to the foothills of Shivalik mountain
ranges right next to the Ganges. The place is called Shivpuri. We travelled
throughout the night and touched the holy place in the morning twilight.
Absolutely a view to die for, for the people who do not see the sun rising and
breathe the morning air. I can’t recall a day in last 5 years after school. So
for me it was just awesome. Life seems so perfect in sepia mode in the morning
sunshine giving an imperial feel and drinking the wild air. Was falling in love
already.
We landed there and got into the chilling stream of Ganga and
spent some chillaxing moments where fun was in the air and sand in my hair.
Sand is overrated. It's just tiny, little rocks free flowing. Followed the
white water river rafting which was truly breathtaking. Over there,
everyone was so eager, excited, confused and scared shitless. Camps were cute
as they look like. I love to go camping, and I'm totally fine with not doing my
hair or makeup, not taking a shower and just hiking. It’s a flawless part of any adventure. Camping is just an art of getting closer to nature while getting farther
away from chilled drinking water, shower and personal flush toilet. Manage is to Life.
I've had this experience last year too, but this time it left me bewitched. 26 kilometers of rafting and splashing through more than a dozen
rapids was just one of the best feelings one can have. Truly an audacious
moment when jumped into the chilled water. The body parts got numb but the
eternal voice of my mind praised every bit of it. As if inside us all,
there sits a tiny little adventurous bird patiently waiting for some toofani
fun.
Sometimes, simply losing yourself in the moment is what life is
really about said my little voice to me. Sometimes you need to disregard
anxiety and consequence, act and think later, sometimes the over thinking ruins
your chances at everything. It can drive you into the boundaries of insanity;
sometimes we think too much and do too little. Sometimes we worry more than we
act. Sometimes it’s good to have something to believe in. What's for you will not pass you by until you let it go. I could spent good time conversing with myself whereas there was much
language on the river bank, all through different tongues and different
dialects. If only our tongues were made of glass how much more careful we would be when we speak. I just collected myself to the indissoluble music of the river. Just because you
need to celebrate what comes flowing to you. Sometimes, cribbing, whining,
complaining or sulking would simply kill your limited time of joy.
I just needed sometime in a good place to clear off my mind. And
I lived up to it. Thank god who granted me serenity to accept things,
situations and all manner of people. Though I will never be able to understand
the category of men who love to flaunt their v-shaped undies with a standee and
danglers under their ugly bear-belly. Learning to ignore things is one of the
great paths but how to ignore such creepy scenes, where rowdy guys try to act
like a pussy and grab eyeballs. I would wish them to go and fuck a cactus.
I got myself stuck to the night sky which gradually dwells out
of the mingling of sun with the river. There was a deep silence where the
breeze whispers that only you are here. Such deepness was flowing when I sat
beside the river. Only me, my breath and my heartbeat in the midst of the
musical waves crashing into the rocks. My inklings were peeking through my
eyes. My thoughts were floating in the air, which were fading away with the
melody of waves. Then there was a deep silence right above my head, which
almighty gives to a very few. The sky filled with scattered bright stars was coming
closer as the night descends. They were twinkling and we played hide-n-seek. I felt like a guest below in the starry party up above.
The moonlight became the brightest source of light and breeze was cool enough
to get you goose bumps. The dazzling night brought me few realhighsations that
tickled my imaginations further.
This trip has got me a hopeless crush on someone. Meeting this
one was one of the most unexpected things I imagined to happen on my vacation.
Everytime he looked at me, I looked away, when he looked away I got my eyes
hooked at him. Hehehe…it was strange and I could feel it coming from nowhere.
He is interesting, different and I liked him. No serious efforts for the same
although it is going to be my fondest memory of this trip. I’ve heard that
being single is an opportunity to have a bit of everyone!
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