Mixed Emotions
It's been a year since I've started posting here and I sincerely hope I've come a long way since my first post. Those of you who have been following my blog will know that I travel a fair bit. Although the destinations are not very far from my hometown, each journey is an opportunity to learn about other cultures, places and of course, cuisines!
February was an eventful month for me. Why? It involved more travelling, that's why! First was in Tamil Nadu, to a place called Denkanikotte with my family. It's a couple of hours drive from Bangalore and is blessed with some of the best roads I've come across. Though it's not a famous place for an outing, TN has some very good infrastructure in the remotest of places. On getting there, we got the usual talk about why the temple is so special, what makes it unique and to my surprise, the violent side of elephants. Honestly, am bored of this. What the priest did not bother telling us is the sheer beauty of the location. It has the right amount of greenery, calmness only one can dream of and air so pure, you'll want to package it before leaving!
Although going out with family has it's upsides, travelling with friends is a totally different feeling. After almost a year since we went to Mangalore, most of the class decided to go to Kemmangundi for two days. We were looking forward to some nice weather, trekking and basically wanted to enjoy every moment of what could possibly be the last time we travel as classmates. With these highly emotional thoughts, I boarded the bus. The places of interest on the first day were Z-point in Kemmangundi and Hebbay falls. To get to the Z-point, we had to walk a few miles. However, things did not go according to plan and we had to return halfway. Disappointed and tired, we had a sumptuous lunch and got ready to visit Hebbay falls, which turned out to be quite an experience! There are two ways of getting there. One is trek and the other by jeeps run by locals. Since most of the crowd had had their share of trek, the unanimous vote was to go by jeeps and things followed. I must admit, those 13 km were the most painful of my life but things were about to get worse. The water there is freezing cold and as we made our way, I hurt my foot. I stepped on a rock, slipped and the nail in my little finger had to give way. However, thanks to some calm and collected effort from my friends, very essential first aid was done. Limping back to the pickup point, I was thinking about everything those guys had done.
Still, such an incident should not put off the mood of the trip and I tried to put up a bold face. The next day was pretty unexciting and nothing to write about. As the trip was coming to a close, emotions poured out, but the talk I had hoped for never happened. Guess somethings are best left untold.
P.S: The day we returned, we celebrated Holi; an unforgettable experience.
CURRENT BOOK: Freakonomics
CURRENT SONG: Khidki, Raghu Dixit
February was an eventful month for me. Why? It involved more travelling, that's why! First was in Tamil Nadu, to a place called Denkanikotte with my family. It's a couple of hours drive from Bangalore and is blessed with some of the best roads I've come across. Though it's not a famous place for an outing, TN has some very good infrastructure in the remotest of places. On getting there, we got the usual talk about why the temple is so special, what makes it unique and to my surprise, the violent side of elephants. Honestly, am bored of this. What the priest did not bother telling us is the sheer beauty of the location. It has the right amount of greenery, calmness only one can dream of and air so pure, you'll want to package it before leaving!
Although going out with family has it's upsides, travelling with friends is a totally different feeling. After almost a year since we went to Mangalore, most of the class decided to go to Kemmangundi for two days. We were looking forward to some nice weather, trekking and basically wanted to enjoy every moment of what could possibly be the last time we travel as classmates. With these highly emotional thoughts, I boarded the bus. The places of interest on the first day were Z-point in Kemmangundi and Hebbay falls. To get to the Z-point, we had to walk a few miles. However, things did not go according to plan and we had to return halfway. Disappointed and tired, we had a sumptuous lunch and got ready to visit Hebbay falls, which turned out to be quite an experience! There are two ways of getting there. One is trek and the other by jeeps run by locals. Since most of the crowd had had their share of trek, the unanimous vote was to go by jeeps and things followed. I must admit, those 13 km were the most painful of my life but things were about to get worse. The water there is freezing cold and as we made our way, I hurt my foot. I stepped on a rock, slipped and the nail in my little finger had to give way. However, thanks to some calm and collected effort from my friends, very essential first aid was done. Limping back to the pickup point, I was thinking about everything those guys had done.
Still, such an incident should not put off the mood of the trip and I tried to put up a bold face. The next day was pretty unexciting and nothing to write about. As the trip was coming to a close, emotions poured out, but the talk I had hoped for never happened. Guess somethings are best left untold.
P.S: The day we returned, we celebrated Holi; an unforgettable experience.
CURRENT BOOK: Freakonomics
CURRENT SONG: Khidki, Raghu Dixit
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