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Trip To Remember – Trekking Sar Pass – Part 5

Dear Reader,
If you are growing impatient about this ever going series and wondering when would this end? Just be patient as always, probably one more post after this one. All you have to understand is, yours truly is neither creative to come up with new content frequently nor blessed with frequent awesome trips like this one. So, got to manage with this for the love of blogging.

Day 10 – 27th May 2017

I woke up wishing someone would wish me that morning. Wondering why? It was my birthday. The day started with a great disappointment as my only expectation wasn’t met. I was absolutely fine with the fact that others in the camp had no clue about my birthday. But, what let me down was my friends forgetting the same. Can’t blame them either, it was actually a bit hard to keep track of the day and date during the trek.

The only thing that I gave me comfort was a bunch of candies that I carried all the way from Chennai. Sudeshna, my pen pal sent me some chocolates and candies for my birthday all the way from Guwahati, Assam. She also made sure that it reaches me before I leave for the trip and in her letter, she instructed me that I must have them only on my birthday. Being a sucker for chocolates, it was too hard for me to resist having them all along the trek and save it from myself for the D-Day. With a strong will, I made it happen. Thank you Sudeshna for all the love. Following is a small video I recorded to thank her.

For the first time on my birthday, I felt lonely without anyone around wishing me. I restrained myself telling my friends that it’s my birthday. On the contrary, the narcissist in me acted otherwise and let them know by my own mouth. They served noodles for breakfast along with some hot tea. As usual, we cleaned our tents, packed our bags and assembled for the count before leaving the camp. To my surprise, all of sudden, everyone sang the birthday song and wished me. Wow, isn’t that awesome?. Once complete strangers are now my friends and wishing me for my birthday, this is what I call the beauty of traveling. These sort of instances make me realize that traveling is definitely not about the destination, but about the journey and the people whom we come across. Think it’s enough talking about my birthday, let’s move to the trek part.

We were excited about the next camp not just cos it’s the last camp of the trek. Since the induction, have heard plenty about the serenity and beauty of this place from the camp leaders and the batches who have completed their trek. I would say, this was the easiest leg of the whole trek. All we got to cover is 12 km with an attitude change of just 3000 ft. The only exciting part of the route was doing rappelling that too with a minimum vertical drop. Other than that, It was more like walking in midst of the woods all the way. Not soon after our lunch, an excited bunch of us, including me, lost our way to the camp and got stuck in the pine forest. Thankfully, our guide came to the rescue and directed us to the camp.

One of my most fav pic from the trek

No wonder every one praised the beauty of this place and call it the Switzerland of India. Around 2 PM, we finally reached the most beautiful camp of the trek, the Bhandak Thatch (8000 ft). It’s grassland and a grazing land where the cattle are reared in the summer, everything there seemed lush and green, surrounded by snow-capped mountains. I haven’t been to Swiss yet, but this place made me wonder if Swiss is as beautiful as this one. We were able to spot Cows, Horses and Sheep. With plenty of time in our hand that day, we played UNO, Kabadi and did some funny Dubmashes too. At times, I would just climb up the slopes, spot a silent spot and get myself immersed in the mesmerizing beauty of the mountains.

The guys managed to arrange for the campfire after getting permission from our camp leader. Later that evening, we had our dinner early and gathered around the campfire. The burning pine logs gave a distinct pleasant sweet smell uplifting the mood around. From there on, it was all fun. We sang, danced crazy and everyone wished me again for my birthday. The craziness continued until the rain disrupted the fun. With half a heart, we dispersed into out tents and dozed off.

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One best pic of the trip. Still feels like a magic

Started with full of disappointments, it turned out to be one of the best birthdays in my life. That’s how a yet another awesome day came to an end.

To Be Continued…

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Morrie & Me

When is the last time you saw me writing a blog post on a book?  You wouldn’t have, cos I never did. In spite of my reservations against blogging about books, this one made me do otherwise. If you ask me why? the most appropriate answer would be, none other connected with me as deep as this one.

First of all, I would like to thank my sis Sarumathi for gifting me this wonderful book with a sweet personal inscription on the first page. During one of our conversations lately, she mentioned that the book reminded her of myself when she read it and that’s the reason why she gifted the same. So, Saru, I am too glad that you did. As you mentioned, it’s definitely something that I will treasure forever.

Where do I start, how about the book’s name? It’s TUESDAYS WITH MORRIE: An Old Man, a Young Man, and Life’s Greatest Lesson by Mitch Albom. This short read is all about the author’s discovery about his terminally ill old sociology professor via a TV interview, his efforts to connect back with him and a series of Tuesday meetings between them that follows. This non-fiction is a project of Mitch Albom, a wannabe musician turned sports journalist along with his dying professor Morrie Schwartz to fund his treatment.

Why I loved reading this book?
I experienced this strange feeling of feeling both heavy and light-hearted simultaneously while reading it. I was able to well connect with Morrie, his values and his view about life. Tons of times, I have questioned myself on my view on life and the values I uphold. Reading this book felt like someone sitting next to me, gives me a Hi-Fi and comforting me by saying, hey, I am more or less like you and probably you might die merrily if you stay the same. I am always quite skeptical about recommending things to others. But I strongly recommend this one. I completed this book on a Tuesday, isn’t that a silly coincidence.

Concluding this blog post with a few of my favorite quotes from the book.

“Accept who you are; and revel in it.”

“Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.”

“Death ends a life, not a relationship. All the love you created is still there. All the memories are still there. You live on- in the hearts of everyone you have touched and nurtured while you were here.”

“The culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn’t work, don’t buy it.”

“Forgive yourself before you die. Then forgive others.”

“If you’re always battling against getting older, you’re always going to be unhappy, because it will happen anyhow.”