Yet this is one odd page in my diary, scribbled much before in August 2011 but feel like it should be here on my page!
This is a world full of adventure and anything which thrills you make your life memorable. This is a story about 3 guys, 2 bikes and an unseen destination, famous for taking as many lives per year as there are number of days left for New Year. 70 hours of journey, with no electronic gadget, not even cell phones and no planned place to stay, it’s only their intuition they can rely upon.
Day 1:
05:45 hours: Sun was yet to replace the calmness of moon, the trio: Captain, Navigator and Master were all geared up to move towards a place almost 500 km apart. The weather supported for first 100km and after the first halt, the rain God decided to have a fight, an intention to change the mind set, a move to de-motivate, a way to reconsider their decision but the love for nature make trio to love rain too.
1900 hours: Trio covered almost 300 km but they finished up with all their eatables. They haven’t had the lunch and it seems to be dense forest all around so probability of finding dinner was as dim as hoping to find a star in daylight. Hunger was over ruling and trio was losing the spirit. Navigator was unable to locate the way, Master was tired but Captain was somehow trying to maintain the spirit. Its just a start and riding without food can lead to sudden fatigue which may lead to deathly accident. But then Navigator noticed a small flicker of light little far away from roadside. It was a canteen and the only thing worth eating was Maggi but it tasted like a blessing of heaven, yet half cooked and more like a soup. By the time, everyone finished with it, moon pushed back the sun to its home and it started raining like cat and dog. All three decided to give up for the day and have to find a place to spend night. With no visibility to ride, dense forest ahead not even a single person to suggest a place, forest was the only option they have to stay. Captain and Navigator went into the forest to search for a little less dangerous site while Master kept eye on luggage and bike.
2100 hours: Forest seems to be haunted. Master and Captain hid the bike behind a large tree so as if any police patrolling crosses they won’t trouble them. But the main fear was not about being jailed, its about to be alive till the dawn breaks. As night was getting darker, wild noise were getting stronger and being close to Western Ghats, the probability of finding dangerous species was high. Rain was making the things worse and the fear of getting killed made the wish to sleep ran away. But slowly tiredness overcame all factors and even between haunted noise, darkest night, continuous rain trio slept at 0100 hours.
Day 2:
0300 hours: The dreams were broken by some loud howling noise. Some footsteps were heard far among the trees, which seems to come close and then suddenly it stopped. As the heartbeats were trying to get normal, suddenly it seems something was coming running towards them. Trio even cant run away as they far inside the jungle and there was chance to get lost if they go away in wrong direction. God was all on whom trio can rely upon, they stood up and quickly hid behind a big bush. Keeping eyes closed, lips chanting prayers and for next 1 hour it was a wait to get things better. Nothing happened, no one knew what was it but as soon as things seems settled down, trio packed the camp and ran away to road.
0430 hours: Journey to first destination resumed. 100 km far, it was a waterfall, one of the highest (830 feet high to be exact).
0730 hours: Awesome scenic view, water falling from 830 feet, the amazing sight of falls from different places took away all the tiredness and all three want to run and take a dip in water. But it wasn’t so easy, almost 500 steps to descend to touch the calmness of water. With no energy left, and bags weighing almost the same weight as the one carrying them, it was impossible to descend without any further motivation. And there comes two innocently beautiful Spanish gals. Captain was first to notice them and ran forgetting all pain. Calculating the probability that if Captain manages to make up with one of them, the other one will also be in need of the company, Navigator too ran behind Captain. Master realized the situation, acted slowly but no man can let a chance to be with a Spanish girl go, he too come running ahead. And then the whole 500 stairs was a struggle to impress Spanish.
0830 hours: Spanish gals had their boyfriends waiting at down of the falls. Heart breaks but water soothes them. Trios were united again as brothers and threw away the bag aside to jump below the falls. The chillness of water brought the happiness they sought and peace one dies for. It seemed the journey to next destination will be joyful but then from somewhere it was a loud thud noise and the water turned red. Captain fearfully turned around to find Navigator face was covered with blood and he wasn’t able to stand up. In an attempt to rush to move ahead, Navigator misinterpreted the slippery rock, legs slipped, tried to stop by hands but hands too moved apart, and from about 4 feet, the face of Navigator hit the hard rock, and teeth got broken with cut on lips and blood flown everywhere. The flow of water was carrying away to edge but he managed to hold one of the rock. He kept on sitting in same posture controlling the unbearable pain to survive the flow. Time was less, but he was unable to move. Captain and Master were getting tensed. But then after taking much time, Navigator pushed his limits, got out of comfort zone and decided to bear the pain as someone shouted, Pain is temporary, Pride is forever.
1230 hours: All started climbing upwards and this time motivation was a gang of guys who challenged trio to reach the top before them.
1330 hours: All were on the top and no one lost as gang and trio both reached at together.
1430 hours: Hunt for lunch began as at a place where no one understands the language of trio and no one eats what trio likes, it was a struggle to get something worth eating. But then came to rescue the same gang, who offered them to have lunch together. It was almost an awesome lunch.
1600 hours: The trip begins again. Trio had only 2 hours to reach their final destination as it was a sunset point and if they reach after 1800 hours, they will miss the beauty of the place. They started speeding up and suddenly, Navigator lost control over the bike. The bike reached 85km/hr speed, with another bike coming from opposite direction in the same lane. Master sitting on the back sit got scared like hell and got speechless. Captain on another bike pre-assumed its gonna be last day of his friends but magically, the Navigator took the bike down the pavement, zooming past the opposite coming bike who already closed his eyes (might be praying for all his sins) and with a jolt, made the bike to halt. Got scolded like anything, Master took the control of bike again asking Navigator to just look for the way.
1830 hours: Sun was on the edge of sea. Its redness was spreading all over the sky. 3 faces from the side of mountain were looking at this most beautiful sight with utter peace in mind. It was a breath taking view, a view one desires for. The only thing all three of them were missing: their loved one, the better half was not with them. But they decided if life permits, next time they will be here again but with their better half, the one to whom their life counts more than anything.
1900 hours: Parked the bike, they rushed towards beach. Playing in water, racing with each other, they were happiest person on this planet.
2000 hours: All three of them were sitting along beachside, drinking the best drink they like, and with little candles they brought they made the surrounding lovely. Few strangers smiled looking at the pleasure on their face, came, sat and went away but the indescribable feeling in heart was keeping them to sit there. No one spoke a single word, no expressed a single desire but it was the most beautiful time and night ever. The sweetness of night with waves touching their legs, moon spreading the light was amazingly unforgettable view ever.
2200 hours: Suddenly Master realized, it’s late and they don’t have searched for a place to stay yet. They rushed, but soon just 3 km apart they were near some isolated ground with no people around a little forest like area behind. They looked at sky; it was a full moon and the reflection of it in sea was just like one sees in most of the wallpaper. They decided to place their tent in same ground.
Day 3:
0015 hours: Barking, howling broke the sleep of Master. Master made other two to wake up. Stunned, shocked and scared…8 shining eyes were looking at them from the forest side. And then Master realized, it’s the proper Western Ghats, and the danger of fox or wild dogs was common in this area. Beats skipped, mind jammed and then Navigator silently ordered the other two to start bike. As soon as they engine roared, the eyes ran towards trio. Navigator collected, gathered as much luggage he can and ran like light. God’s bless or their loved ones prayer was continuously saving them.
0100 hours: They decided to stay in a hotel but it seems like someone wants them to be out of that place. Prominent tourist place but they didn’t get a single room available in almost 25 hotels they looked for. Then one of the tourists asked them to move almost 45km apart to location where they can find a room. With sleep in eyes, it was very difficult to sit leave alone riding the bike. But necessity makes you to do anything. A cup of tea and three geared up on back journey.
0200 hours: No sight of any town or city, it was getting worse to drive.
0300 hours: Finally they entered in a big town. But seems devil was still awake. Even 02 hours away from tourist area all 35 hotels of this city were also booked. Not even a single place to hide the head. From nowhere they noticed a church. The gates were closed but the ground reserved for cemetery was open. It was foolishness to sleep with dead bodies but it was riskier to drive without conscious. Camped the tent in one side, they slipped inside it.
0400 hours: It was just 15 min they slept that it started raining. Shivering, getting wet all three waited for dawn to break.
0700 hours: With grace of Mother Mary, trio was still alive and no ghost captured them. They decided to move start their journey back to home.
1300 hours: Time was passing away and tiredness was growing. Unknowingly, Captain fall into a short nap while driving and lost control. Crashed into side of an auto, to save diverted to wrong lane, with an speeding truck coming ahead, it was like end of Captain. But being an expert, he regained conscious again, made the bike to drift towards pavement and then back to correct lane; all these in just nano seconds. Trio decided to take a break and continue later.
2200 hours: Trio was only 80 km away from their home and it seemed they will be back before the day ends. But something unusual happened. The highway got blocked due to some accident and rain grew up. Traffic police said, ahead there is zero visibility as for the first time it was raining so heavily in this season.
2300 hours: The Master and Navigator on one bike lost the track of Captain. With no way to contact, the group was divided. Worried but still with no option but to continue alone.
Day 4:
0030 hours: Last 90 min only 20 km were covered. Nothing was visible and only intuition is what they were driving on. It was impossible to reach safely. Master and Navigator were still unable to locate Captain.
0200 hours: Captain decided to drive on white strips of the lane with complete belief on God reached home but Navigator lost the map to reach back. And Master was unfamiliar with the route. Then as if God sent some messenger to help them out. Looking Master driving on the same route from a long time, a person asked where they want to move. And then he led them the whole way to home in a rain where it seems like water logged 3 feet and rain was still pouring at flood levels.
0300 hours: Shivering but Captain, Navigator and Master looked into each other eyes and burst into laughter. They were back to home safely and refreshed.
Do you think it was some plot from some random Hollywood flick? Go again dude, it was what we did on weekend. It was our trip to Jog Falls and Om Beach (Go Karna) . The trio were none other than the Pirates of R3 Villa; Captain being Rounak Mittal aka Megatron; Master was Ram Krishna Yadav aka RD; and Navigator was ofcourse Me, Rishabh Mehta aka kaun hai?
P.S. 1- Don’t think that events are been exaggerated. The whole post is reality. I fell into the fall and marks are still there. For once it felt like I won’t be left but thanks to some super power which saved me. Having seen death so close to me, I know what life is. So don’t waste it, go enjoy you never know when it will end. Stop Saving, Start Spending J
P.S. 2- We live dangerously but still we love the life at most.
P.S. 3- Guys and Gals, go out of your virtual life. Life is too beautiful to end it up on facebook. Explore it!!!J
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