Last Sunday, we bunch of friends embarked on a day long journey towards Kalsubai, the tallest peak in Maharashtra. We left at 11 in d night wid a plan to do a night trekking. Took a train to Igatpuri, met a drunkard (who was lil bit in his senses luckily) in d train. Had a hard time convincing that I haven't got even a lil frightened by boarding a train in mumbai anytime after d attacks. That drunkard silly chap turned out to be an inspector in Rapid Action Force. :) who continued discussing Indo-Pak terror activities wid me, me being d unlucky chap who got d only remaining reserved but unoccupied seat. As time passed, discussion eased and soon it was over-powered by sleep.
We reached Igatpuri at 3, had a pretty early breakfast (Vada Pavs and Bhajjis), hey d break-fast dosent end here, one more drunkard roaming around gave some heavy digestive uses of Rum and Whisky on a trek ;-) . Rain was continously descending down, warning us of what lay ahead. At tht time, v would hv hardly imagined that it was God who was creating a Heaven up der for us by raining down.
We took an auto to Ghoti village. D clock ticked 4.00. It was raining incessantly, v had to wait for some pick-up der, so as to reach d base of Kalsubai. Wid a torch in-hand and rains around, v started flirting wid every passing vehicle. Our continuous dedicated effort gv a chance for a short fling wid a vehicle, who dropped us to d base at 5:30. Some photo-shoots in streaming breeze and off to find d animal trail of d track wid 2 torches nd blackened thick clouds howering over us. D prevailing climate nd surroundings made us to lose trail and d bottom of d pants started getting muddy, dey too complaining abt d rains nd mud nd lost trail nd our stupidity for not wearing shorts in a trek.
Dogs who always get d tag of most faithful animal proved it again. V thought that dogs were barking at us since v were strangers, but it was completely opp. Dey were barking at us so as to inform d hut owners of d guests or more so clients which had arrived. D hut owner acting as guide agreed to guide us in exchange of quick bucks. D trail now had finally commenced with d local leading our way. As we started making our way up, our heart-beats had risen not because of climbing, but bec of tht feeling equal to an heavenly abode.
D clouds were playing wid shades of black ll time nd nature was complementing it wid smoking d largest cigars; painting d view which even Da Vinci would envy. It was not just nature which was playing games, one of my friend's shoes also chose dis mystical time for games. It started when one of d shoe crashed nd ended up wid a fractured sole. D sole was dying min by min until it was doctored wid a rope. But u know, no doctor can work magic against god's will nd d sole gv away his life after some time leaving a sad end to d game nd exposing d inner sole wid d entire responsibility to bear d brunt of a trek. As time passed, d other sole was feeling alone widout its partner nd it too gv away his life midway. A swearing warrant was issued against Niky for d twin death; but dey could not be convicted as it had come wid an expiry date :)
And alongwith shoes, der was another friend's tummy which was heaving its magic wand making my friend lighter, but leaving him fatigued. As v were progressively ascending, d clouds were finding it really difficult to block d sun. And d view of umpteen number of small waterfalls from d top of mountain were giving d most scenic view; a nature lover ever dreams of. The noise of d breeze was adding rhythm to d flow of d water from top. The slippery rocky surface felt d need of using some tree bamboo as stick, giving a lil authentic feeling to trek. At some of d places where d rock was too steep, der were man-made steel railings making our way easier. God bless those guys for easing every trekker's way. But who requires steel railings when u can imitate Kkrish's Hritik, nd its true........ppl, one of my friend actually climbed a very steep rock widout railing and our heart only started beating once he joined us standing on flat platform.
In between on d way towards top, ders a small kalsubai temple where v wished for our successful journey to n fro before heading up. And God made his presence felt, as if he wanted to bless us for a successful, but heavenly journey. It happened dis way, as v were climbing up, clouds just moved apart nd a one metre diameter beam of light came down from heaven lighting its entire beam path.........similar to one seen in various bollywood movies nd v imagine den whether it could actually be true, but yeh..........now i can tell, it could indeed be true when GOD becomes kind n lovely.
After climbing up for 3hrs, v arrived at a wide base where wind was on a mission to fight rains so hard tht it appeared for d 1st time in my life tht rain could actually fall horizontally nd gravitational force for once seems non-existent. D visibility had now increased, nd v could see d paddy fields which seemed like many lush green golf courses seperated by small water stream from such height. D breeze n Rain combined were playing a Rehman tune in d background..............for a moment, v ll felt........it is awesome, it is terrific, it is mind-blowing, it is heart-warming..........it is heavenly............it is SEX...........
P.S. cant comment whether tht was more den sex or not
D top of d mountain was still covered by clouds, making d tummy guy almost quit..........oops, i meant crib ;-) ........... v decided to break nd had some bread-butter, wid d sticky butter reforming itself to slippery butter n den to flying butter, thnks to d breezily effect.It seemed some dogs were smarter enough to smell it, nd here dey come. It seemed dey were our trailing trekking companions nd dey accompanied us rite till d top, stopping wid our every stop, nd walking wid our every walk on dis last difficult trail, man dey hv got balls too ;-) .
As we cotinued our journey upwards, d breeze became heavier n heavier nd d fog made it worse...........imagine someone hitting u wid splash of fast sprinkled water in dark........somehow v ll made our way thr almost to d top wid no further Kkrish like adventure or another broken inner sole or a cribbing soul. Now d top was 5 meters away, it was a huge rock wid another kalsubai temple nd a base of 2 B-school classroom. The connector to it was a steel railing which had valley on both sides...........d last gasp effort, climb nd here v reached d top, man.............d wind was blowing at d rate of knots..........it was hitting us like flying pointed arrows , v had to bend forwards just to even stand, some of us almost slipped nd were about to tk a flying ride down, but v hold on............it was so densed n foggy, v were unable to see anything 1 meter away........man, v were in clouds..........my dream of "walking in the clouds" someday had turned true............it was HEAVEN............it felt that d stone built temple had actually GOD sitting der, observing n blessing everyone who came wid an open heart n pure mind.
We spent some time der, njoying d breeze which now was playing Mettalica n Iron Maiden instead a Rehman. From d top, v r able to observe d surrounding mountain ranges nd a host of waterfalls on one side nd cities on other side, d clouds blocked our view making us a lil sad, but tht sadness had no space when u r already having a heavenly experiencing. V finally decided to move down.........d 1st path downwards, a steep steel rail wid valleys on either side nd breeze nd rain in d background threatening to tk us down quickly..........v realized wht v had in store, d descend wil be tougher nd a lil riskier den usual.........but v manged it wid occasionally someone slipping a lil, but our tummy guy was frightened like hell, d risk of falling had made him psychologically weak, nd tht made him slip for max times..........after descending down d intial path, risk n wind had substantially reduced...........however d rest of d path was not cakewalk............d legs had started complaining, cramps were setting up, d speed was decreasing, d rest were increasing, d rest gv some time to freshen up nd hv some fun..........v used to denitfy specific places where v knew d tummy guy would slip, v used to cross, wait in anticipation for him to walk n slip..........he was good in honoring our judgement :) ..........
So after 8hrs of fun n celestial n thrilling experience, pain had taken over nd ankles n knees were burning lava inside. But still v convinced ourselves to go to Bhandatara dam, had food nd a beer to energize myself..........however pain seems to increase rather den vanish. Unfortunately d dam was closed, nd tht cut short our trip........a relief in disguise.......... v made our way back to mumbai, unfortunately a tragedy did stuck finally, one of my friend accidentally lost his mobile in sleep.......but.........eh........apart from tht................
It was Heaven, it was Sex, It was Life's best.........or v never know it might well be Life's D Best!!!!!!!!!!!!!
