WHICH WAS YOUR FIRST TREK???
Every first thing holds a special place in our heart, isn't it?
Well my official first trek was the one to BEAS KUND with @trektrails .
Captured here is the moment when we scaled to the top leaving behind lot of self made demons. The three days seemed like a lifetime with an amalgam of experiences, emotions, memories, feelings, lessons and happiness. I still could feel the anxiety of traveling solo.
But to my rescue, I fell in love with both SOLO TRAVELS and HIMACHAL .
Location: SHRIKHAND MAHADEV , one of the toughest pilgrimages in India, is known for Lord Shiva in Hindu Mythology.
• District: Kullu
• State: Himachal Pradesh
• Country: India
• The Shrikhand Mahadev trek is a pilgrim trail that leads to the Shrikhand Mahadev peak (5227 meters/17150 ft.) named after Lord Shiva.
• The key attraction of this trek is the breathtaking view of the Himalayan ranges from Parvati valley of Kullu, Jorkandan, Rangrik ranges of Kinnaur and Hansbeshan and other surrounding peaks in the south east of Satluj river.
• The trek can be done either from Nirmand side or Arsu side. The popular and widely travelled route is from the Nirmand – Jaon village side.
• Best season to visit: Late May till Mid October.
Buses are available from Shimla ISBT.Take a cab/ localbus from Shimla to Rampur 130 Kms, then to Jaun village via Nirmand (Kullu). Last 8 Kms from Bagi pul to Jaun is a kuccha road.
Mano budhi ahankara chittani naaham, Na cha shrotravjihve na cha ghraana netre , na cha vyoma bhumir na tejo na vaayuhu , chidananda rupah SHIVO’HAM SHIVO’HAM , Na me mrtyu shanka na mejati bhedaha , Pita naiva me naiva maata na janmaha , Na bandhur Na mitram Na grur naiva shishya , Chidananda rupah SHIVO’HAM SHIVO’HAM .
I am not the mind,the intellect,the ego or the memory,I am not the ears,the skin,the nose,or the eyes,I am not space,not earth,not fire,not water or wind, I am the form of CONSCIOUSNESS & BLISS , I am the ETERNAL SHIVA ,
I have no fear of death,no caste or creed , I have no father,no mother,for I was never born,I am not a relative,nor a friend,nor a teacher,nor a student, I am the form of CONSCIOUSNESS & BLISS , I am the ETERNAL SHIVA.
I am usually not a morning person but for those rare days, what it allows me to witness, transcends beyond the space time theory.
On one such morning, as I raked in fresh oxygen and trudged amongst the unmanicured woods, a sight ahead stopped me dead in the tracks.
Up ahead in the distance, at the criss-cross foot of the mountains, lay a beautiful house made of black stone slabs and bright wooden windows.
That instant, I was a time traveller to my pony tailed, dungarees & carefree days; the smell of crayons & chalks, a drawing book, a wheel barrow toy with a missing wheel and a half eaten apple stumbling half way out of my tiffin box. I saw myself scribbling something furiously on a sheet and I looked over my 5 year old self; it had a black stone house with bright wooden windows in the foothills of those majestic sleeping giants... though as nature's DNA hardwired all childrens' minds, mine too had a yellow sun behind those mountains and a little stream running near the house with a bird in the sky & a fish in the stream.
Deja vu experienced & it seemed that my soul jumped back into my present self. I treaded cautiously lest I fall into a stream hidden behind the tall, wild grass and there it lay - a rivulet, a fraction of its origin, without the colorful fish but colors galore of plastic.
I almost looked up to see my bird but didn't in the fear of what I would see.
I shut my eyes and the atheist in me prayed to God, to let the three people in that house always smile as the child in me had left them to be. .
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