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An Experience with Nature – II

Another adventure with Rain and Thunderstorm at the mountain

I knew our adventure was going to be toughest in the coming days. Next morning we moved towards our second destination Thimbu. The weather was gloomy. We started our journey in four groups. As I was very slow on first day, our Team Leader said the other members to be with me all the time. Because our trek was going to be tough this time and the weather was also not very suitable for us.
I started my journey with Hiranmayee and senior member Ms. Bhumika. Altogether we enjoyed the beautiful landscape of the mountain jungle on our way. After lunch time, it started raining. After some time, thunder storm also started at the mountain. We were told to walk fast to avoid the thunderstorm. Because of the rain, our trek had become very slippery. I found it a tough job to walk fast on the stiff and slippery trek along with my heavy Rucksack on my back. This time our Team Leader was himself with me along with senior member Ms. Bhumika and Rupak.
I couldn’t walk properly on the trek and my friends were encouraging me to move forward. We saw the whole mountain was covering slowly with the grey clouds. It looked tremendous, that we all were walking through the grey clouds. For a moment, I forgot that we could be struck in the thunderstorm if we would stay there for a single minute. I enjoyed the scene; the clouds were coming towards us at the high altitude. Then my friend Rupak reminded me to keep walking. Otherwise we could face some dangerous situation as still we were far away from our destination. But because of the thunderstorm, I felt cold. My feet couldn’t move anymore… I felt so sleepy. All were worried about me. I was given dry fruits so that I could have stamina to walk.
Two team members were coming towards us for help and finally we could reach our camp Thimbu IB. I was offered hot tea immediately to be normal. My friend Late Amar brought me to Bokhari (a traditional fireplace in Arunachal Pradesh) to make me more comfortable.
Because of the heavy rain and thunderstorm we had to stay next day at Thimbu. Our next destination was Mago, the last Indian village on our route……

to be continued...





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