"The Nichnii pass had sucked out all my spirit," thought I. But the
most challenging trail was the Vishnusar and Krishnasar trail. We
started climbing after our breakfast. As I limped like an old mare,
Shamim emerged like a god-sent boon. He came like Jesus Christ to save
me and deliver me from the difficult terrains. I requested him to carry
my bag and camera for me. As the most treacherous trail was ahead of us
Shamim appeared as my saviour at the right time to rescue me.
The slope became steeper and narrower. If you turn your back, you see nothing but the depths. My heart shrank and I started trembling and that was the last time that I looked back. On the entire ascent, I only glued my eyes to the craggy walls of the slopes, ignoring the open side. I donno, how I climbed the craggy rocks, passed the slippery walls of the slopes and reached the top. At one point, I felt like a spiderman. My hands and legs stuck to the wall of the slope and I dragged upwards on my chest.
Shamim lost his patience after sometime and started pulling me all the way till we reached the top from where we could see the lakes Vishnusar and Krishnasar. I was tired, shocked and numbed to respond to the welcome applause of my team. I fell flat on my back and panted for breath. After the torturous ascent we started descending. After a long walk we reached another lake called gadsar lake. The kodipadys were relaxing there. Sharat and Harshal had given me company on my way as they stopped frequently to take photographs.
As we continued with our descent, like a mad elephant I tumbled down the slope. My fellow trekkers were surprised to see a panting pachyderm pounding downwards. I was ignorant about the world as I just wanted to reach the tent. We stopped a while at the army camp and then headed towards the tent. The waters looked innocent and enticed our leggy Nithya. Once more her feet bathed in the chilly stream after the involuntary bath she had had in the chilly waters in the early part of the morning.
The evening delayed here and as it grew darker around, our Nithya, the runner, was running a temperature. The journey had taken spunk out of many. Sailesh bhai vomitted while few others experienced stomach problem.
The slope became steeper and narrower. If you turn your back, you see nothing but the depths. My heart shrank and I started trembling and that was the last time that I looked back. On the entire ascent, I only glued my eyes to the craggy walls of the slopes, ignoring the open side. I donno, how I climbed the craggy rocks, passed the slippery walls of the slopes and reached the top. At one point, I felt like a spiderman. My hands and legs stuck to the wall of the slope and I dragged upwards on my chest.
Shamim lost his patience after sometime and started pulling me all the way till we reached the top from where we could see the lakes Vishnusar and Krishnasar. I was tired, shocked and numbed to respond to the welcome applause of my team. I fell flat on my back and panted for breath. After the torturous ascent we started descending. After a long walk we reached another lake called gadsar lake. The kodipadys were relaxing there. Sharat and Harshal had given me company on my way as they stopped frequently to take photographs.
As we continued with our descent, like a mad elephant I tumbled down the slope. My fellow trekkers were surprised to see a panting pachyderm pounding downwards. I was ignorant about the world as I just wanted to reach the tent. We stopped a while at the army camp and then headed towards the tent. The waters looked innocent and enticed our leggy Nithya. Once more her feet bathed in the chilly stream after the involuntary bath she had had in the chilly waters in the early part of the morning.
The evening delayed here and as it grew darker around, our Nithya, the runner, was running a temperature. The journey had taken spunk out of many. Sailesh bhai vomitted while few others experienced stomach problem.
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