Mumbai. City where chaos prevails, and the traffic push you off the edge. Daily routine brings a certain amount of stress and boredom to you. The noise and clamour deafens your ears. Sometimes you just fear that you will get lost in the crowd and you head out finally in search of silence, on a journey.
I joined 11 others on a trek to Sarasgad, a fort 1433ft from sea level near Pali. This place has one of the Ashtavinayak at its foothill by name Shri Ballaleshwar. We started the trek in scorching heat and I did fear that few might dehydrate on the way up. As we trailed ahead, the climb became steep and mind became feeble. We were not all strong, for few it was the first time. But all we knew was to stay together in those weak moments. There was a time when few thought of giving up. But others came along to lend a helping hand, a hand of reassurance.
I wondered how beautiful human mind works. Sometimes we come to a point where we get lost. But then we think otherwise. We deny that defeat. We pledge the last bit that’s left in us. And truly it is just that last bit that was required to see us through.
And when we reached the peak, we were greeted by a beautiful view. The sun had descended as if to smile back, that smirk as well to have tested us this far. This is how life gets to us. We just have to show raw courage, stand tall and climb higher. When I reached the top I could see satisfaction on every face. I wondered how small the vagaries of life seem to be from that height. No noice, no traffic.
The magnificence of the panorama took my breath away as if to reflect back my own self. Finally I saw my own Pratibimb.
