I didn’t wish to write about this weekend’s trip. ‘I don’t think I have enough stories and experiences to put them to words this time’ I said to a friend.
When I uttered these words to him is when I realized my mistake. I said so because the experience I had was not like my usual two-day trek kind. When I removed the two-day trek reference in my mind, I got many stories to write about the two happy days I had.
We began to drive towards Jawahar, around eight in the morning. There were four bikes and a car and of course I was on the bike with my cousin Sanish. The sun was kind in the beginning and then got harsh on us, but the beautiful road kept us going.
I and my cousin sang a variety of songs as we rode across the beautiful landscape. Our happiness matched the level of the madness of Shammi Kapoor’s dance moves and so perhaps we sang his songs all the way. The playlist altered to some random travel songs as we reached our hotel.
The hotel had a swing, I didn’t get off it until the lunch was finally ready and night stay was looked after. When we sat down to eat, it rained. The cold breeze with the smell of soil felt refreshing. I don’t enjoy eating much, but I loved this lunch, I felt full.
After lunch when we left for Dhabosa Waterfall, the sun was out again, as if the rain just came to help me eat well. We saw it from above, we didn’t go near the waterfall as we had to see some more places, so after clicking a few pictures we left.
I felt so low, I was quiet on the ride to the next place in mind. I sang a few songs still, as the road was so pretty! We reached the sunset point, a noisy crowded place. Not being able to feel the water and then in this crowd, I was about to break down.
I had a walk around the place and felt better. I went back to my people, we clicked a few pictures and then left to the Jai Villas Palace. We reached late and so couldn’t go in, but a walk around was enough to fall in love with its structure.
Jawahar was a princely hill station of the British time ruled by the Munke family. Jai Vilas Palace was their seat of power. It has around 80 room. The structure, the pristine pinkish stone used does give a glimpse of the mighty aura the Munke family lived in.
After kind of living a British history chapter, we entered a mythological one. We went to Hanuman Point. Legend has it that Hanuman loved this hill station had rested here. We can all take this myth with a pinch of salt.
We had ice cream and then left to our hotel. I played the swing again for a while before it was time for dinner. We walked around the place as the moon kept a watch on us. We went back to the hotel and decided to listen to some music before we slept.
We heard a few songs, then one of us wanted to watch the video of the songs played. And that is how it all began, one video and another and in time we were grooving to beats of the song.
We didn’t have a speaker, but the playlist was such that almost all knew all songs and steps perfectly to do it right. It was so relaxing, I forgot all about the day, and just sang and danced.
After a while, I went to the room and crashed. My body asked me to sleep but the room was filled with laughter, there were constant jokes and comments and so much more happening. I was laughing at all the madness happening and didn’t realize when I dozed off. It was the first time ever I slept while laughing so much!
I got up, got fresh, and had a walk outside with a friend. We came back, saw the sunrise from our hotel’s terrace. It was a beautiful start to the day. We had a quick breakfast, took all our bags and left to Shirpamal.
It was a gateway made to keep an eye on the surrounding by the Marathas. Shirpamal was a stopover point for Shivaji Maharaj when he headed towards Surat. The structure and the view are as enticing as the story behind it.
Almost like a laughing gas was on, the jokes kept happening as we laughed our way out of Shirpamal. Joyfully, we headed to Bhupatgadh next. The ride was tricky but the landscape beautiful.
The climb of half hour to the fort was tedious due to heat yet I smiled. I couldn’t stop grinning as I was on a mountain, there were trees around me, and I was heading to an old structure, walking with my crazy bunch.
Bhopatgadh fort was mainly used for official meetings and planning. It has good water storage, a few wells and a small pond. The remains of the structure, the view from the top is all worth the visit.
I wanted to stay on the mountain for longer and so walked the way back to our vehicles but didn’t help. I was feeling a bit low to let go of the mountain. Just then one of us pops up with ‘one rupee Pepsi’ I don’t know what else its called.
It is what I always had a kid. That little ice candy thing is a small joy of life. I got it at the right time, in the right place. I remember I hopped a little and took one out of the bag in my friend’s hand. True joy is indeed in small things as such.
We were on our way to Suryamal now, it is the highest point in Thane district. We saw wood carving on our way in Bhuritek village. There were two logs of wood with warriors carve done on each, one had a man other had a woman. I haven’t seen anything as such before and couldn’t find its purpose either.
Now we reached Suryamal, I clicked a few photos then I ran. As I ran, I let go of every single thought in my mind. I felt free, I stopped at a place and sat down for a while. There were at least twelve layers of mountains in front of me, the sun was about to set, there was a cool breeze and since I ran, I was away from the chitter-chatter of my group.
Life is so chaotic, decisions I am making, future decisions and so much more I keep over thinking about. But this trip was till now trying to calm me down, trying to say you deserve to chill, smile, and relax too.
For around five minutes as I observed this layered landscape, I was one with nature. It told me to have a good time. It told me to enjoy the chaos in order to be less troubled by it. I felt enlightened and then went back to my group.
After a lot of pictures and also my signature London Thumakda moves, we left. The next few km bike ride was super amazing, a good road with trees on both sides. I was happy high and it was time I did something more.
I stood on the bike and sang so many songs. I even managed to do a few hand waves. I did stand on the bike a while ago with fellow bike mates but this few km was something I’ll cherish forever.
As I stood on the bike, I let go of a lot of nonsense in my mind, I had no thoughts whatsoever. It indeed was my ‘jo bhi ho so ho’ moment!
The ride back home was crazy. I sat with my younger cousin for a change and we are real idiots. We scared random humans on the road while driving. Might not be morally right but was hilarious.
If I have to write it, personally, observing the people I was with, the situations we were into, I learned and have made notes.
I felt stronger in my mind by the end of this trip, as each person I was with had something to give which I lacked and I did have a good time.
