My itchy feet made it impossible for me to stay home on a weekend. Those who love traveling will resonate with my idea of venturing out without a destination in mind. Since I had only one day in hand before I could be bothered about my work again, I had to choose a nearby place.
I had not planned and therefore this became another criterion in picking a place which made it possible for me to go and come back within 24 hours. Going by the cliché I picked none other than Lonavala as my next go to stop.
As thrifty as I could be, I considered all possible options to save money yet enjoy my impromptu holiday. I finally decided to take the train leaving aside renting a car or taking a bus. Remember, my quintessential travel experience always includes a train.
As I set my foot on the coach and the train crossed leaps and bounds to reach the destination, the smell of coal brushed my senses. After a while, I looked out from my window and couldn’t help taking snapshots of nature passing by. It passes every traveler; some feel it some doesn’t. Crossing the tiny villages in the valleys, transports me to my fairy tale house where I have lots of siblings, an orchid, a horse carriage, a small cat and a well to fetch water from.
For me, traveling is like healing. I have become more patient and understanding by meeting new people wherever I go. It brings out the humility in you which gets curbed by our daily stress and pressures to prove ourselves above others.
It was already cold due to rains and the cool breeze caressed me as I stood by the enterance of my train compartment. The moment you start admiring nature, it connects with you in strange ways. It takes away all your stress and worries; even if it is for a moment. My experience says, one receives far more than he/she seeks.
I will not take you through my ordeal of how I got to the hotel, paid a fortune to the Auto Wala for a short distance or settling down. This hill town is always buzzing with travellers and therefore its quite safe for women to travel alone here.
On my way, I stopped at a waterfall to capture the moment. A melodious rhythm diverted my attention as I stood at a tea stall.
Have you heard raindrops falling on a tin shade? I’m sure you must have. If not, next time pay attention. It’s like a percussion which distracts you but also keeps you upbeat if you synchronize with the flow. Like I said, nature has its own way of communication to those who listen.
After the usual chaos, I reached the Tiger Point or Tiger’s Leap as it is popularly known as. Not just looking down but eyeing around from 650 metres above sea level was spectacular. I immediately found my peace amidst the hustle bustle. Mountains for me are natures shout to show its grandeur & generosity, same as the oceans attest to its depth of understanding.
A quite walk and delicious Bhajis is all what I needed on this rainy day. I climbed down after my lucid talk with the nature which acts like a happiness potion for me. If you stay still and attempt to hear, a humming sound can be heard when you are in harmony with it.
I climbed down towards the market after sunset. And as all tourist do, I too bought a pack of Chiki for which Lonavala is famous for. I retired to bed with a book in my hand and bunch of dreams to chalk out.
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