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Tuesday, 23 September 2008

Friends and Poetry

Friends are a real pillar of support in our bad times. They are the ones that keep you going when the going is tough. There are others who categorise you as close but disappear when they are really needed.

Everyone has all kinds of friends. It is upto us whom to be in touch with, whom to keep at a distance and whom to avoid totally. It is also upto us whose advise to take seriously, and whose not to.

I have got rave reviews from friends who follow my posts in this blog. Most of them appreciate my style of writing. Some prefer to read the shorter reflective posts while others prefer the long descriptive ones. Many of my friends tell me that those descriptive ones take them to the venue of the incident and they can actually visualise the happening. Others prefer my reflective posts because of the "twist in the tail" so to say.

Lots of friends have been suggesting to me to start writing poetry. They opine that I have sufficient command on the language to do so. I do get tempted to attempt that at times. However, I have not yet done so. It is my firm belief that if we can make our prose so beautiful that it sounds like poetry then its a greater achievement. It is like a main course tasting like dessert.

It is difficult to measure how much confidence I derive when my friends give feedback on my posts. Some have subscribed to the posts and I dont even have to remind them to read.

When it comes to close friends, I inform them personally about new posts. Well, I guess they have better things to do than read blogs. Or maybe as the classic hindi saying that goes "Ghar ki murgi daal baraabar"

Thursday, 18 September 2008

Karnala




Karnala was my very first trek. I had been there with the students of Nature club of Wilson college when I was studying there. I have been to Karnala twice thereafter, but everytime I felt nostalgic. This was the beginning of a beautiful journey which took me to so many beautiful places so near to the concrete jungle where I stay and yet so cut off from civilisation. Its an amazing experience.

Karnala is located in the midst of a bird sanctuary. Hence it is a nice place for bird watching. Well I am referring to the birds that can fly.......It is located around 15 km from Panvel and the trek route starts from the apiary at the bottom of the fort. There are 2 routes to the top. One from the right of the tar road and the other from the side of the gate of the apiary.

We had a lady with us and hence we chose the easier one. We wanted to reach the top.

The road was not so tough as it was well defined. I had my dialysis the last night and I was quite dehydrated. My lower back started complaining just 5-10 minutes into the trek and I had to take a seat and rest it for a few minutes. I was not able to understand the cause of the back pain. Then I took some fresh lime water which we were carrying. I had a glass full and I felt better. I got back that energy that is required while trekking. The view of the fort was spurring me on to move ahead.

We were resting in between as it was quite sunny and humid. We were losing lots of fluids from the body. I knew there were water cisterns at the top, but had also heard that the area around the cisterns was now infested with honey bees. Hence it was extremely dangerous to go near these water sources.

But we were losing water and we needed the same to move up. The view on the way was nice to say the least, but maybe was not comparable to the one on the way to Bhimashankar.

The last stretch started. One of our members was too tired and was unable to manage the steepness of the climb. A couple of us decided to give company to the weaker person and let the remaining go to the top.

I missed the nostalgia of reaching the fort, however it was important for us to be with our group member as she was also the lone lady.Plus we had come to trek and not reach the top.Reaching the top was only a threshold from where we could go no further.

We had some snacks as they returned from the top. And then made our way back.

The way back was too slow again. Our weaker member was finding it difficult to take every step.

Finally we reached the base and checked out the apiary as well. We took a mini bus run by a driver making extra money after dropping his hosts somewhere. We started for Mumbai after a sumptuous meal in Panvel.

It was a nice feeling after losing all that sweat. Well urine is something that I am not able to pass. Hence any detoxification is anyways welcome.

Maybe this post should have read Why I trek 4!!!

Thursday, 11 September 2008

Why I trek 3

I am person who is normally reticent and take very long to get close to people. I take time to start trusting people. I take time to start sharing my self with them. I take time to make friends.

When we trek we are in the jungles. Some of them are very dense and there is no one else in the area for many kilometres. We are just with the group. Some of these jungles are infested with very dangerous species of animals and insects. We have to be on our guard all the time. Also there are no restaurants, hospitals, public toilets etc which we find on highways to add to our convenience. Conditions are adverse most of the time.

All we have for company are our trekking group members. We depend on each other. We are there for each other. We start trusting each other. Isnt that what true friendship is all about.............

Saturday, 6 September 2008

Why I trek 2

With a state of health like chronic renal failure and the problems that occur with regular dialysis it is very tough to live life normally. We also have our own ambitions etc. which normally take a back seat. These constraints become a bit too much for us to face life and move on at a pace that is natural to our potential.

But then the goals remain. Whatever the constraints.

During trekking too we reach a point of no return. A place from where there is no going back. We have a tough way ahead of us. Yet our physical self is exhausted and does not have much left to reach the goal (summit)

In such times, we delve deep in our reserves and get out that hidden energy. We do not even know most of the times that so much additional energy is stored in us. Its a mind game. Getting that emotional and mental strength out when it is absolutely essential.

It is quite the same with life on dialysis