“Cling on the sides tightly”, shouted the tour guide as I swayed on the rope bridge, precariously hanging about seventy feet above the gushing river. I hung on to the ropes just like scores of other tourists on the bridge and the feeling of exhilaration engulfed all of us. We were indeed one with nature with all its bounty – mammoth mountains, rapid rivers, colossal cascades, fabulous flora and fauna and generous spread of lilacs, violets and dancing sunflowers. With each step on the pulsating bridge, our hearts throbbed with excitement.
On the other end of the walk of life, was the grand SUV, the Mahindra Scorpio ready to ferry us off the road into the mystical mountains with magnificent animals. The ascent was very steep and each hairpin bend made us closer to the roof of the world, ahhh.the clouds seemed just a hand away and we were lured to grab the foamy lather forming myriad shapes and we watched in utmost glory at the creator’s symphony. The view from the elevated mountain roads was breathtaking and all the trees looked like pygmies! The sight of an unexpected visitor in the form of a giant polar bear startled us out of our wits and we were glad that the ferocious beast in which we were cocooned in was a safe heaven.
The thunderous roar was a revelation and this was my Eureka moment – the cascading bluffs plunging down the ravines with a misty aura around them. It was playing peek a boo hiding behind a veil of smoke, suddenly appearing like a rabbit from a magician’s hat and the frothy spray was taking my breath away…And I could feel David Livingstone in flesh and blood!
Amidst the sound effects, we drove on our thunder down under right into the centre and for an ecstatic moment, felt like entering a worm hole oblivious of what was on the other side! The orchestra played by the Beethovens and Bachs in the serene forest was captivating and the melody of the rare winged species gave a semblance of what paradise would be like!
Reaching the pinnacle of the sun kissed snowy peak, I had the impression of conquering the world, a sense of triumph and annexation, seeing the Machu Pichu in real, a civilization cut off from the rest of the world covertly hidden and perceivable only to the audacious daredevils!
A swift drive down the serpentine roads brought us to the plains and my eyes opened wide in bewilderment – the pyramids of Giza rising like a phoenix in front of me, beckoned me and in I walked as if in a trance and briefly transported to the secret vaults of the mummified emperors with rich wealth for the after life!
The sparkle and glitter of jewels scattered over horizons of flaming yellow set in stark contrast of the lush green meadows and the blue azure sky was a fantasy trip to the land of utopia! The pies in the sky, illusions of unmatched brilliance, was a canvas with a riot of colours and my search for the eternal pot of gold ended with my alarm clock singing…”wake up, wake up, for it is a brand new day…”!!!