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An experience with Nature – III

The beautiful landscape and the innocent villagers


After a long rest day at Thimbu, our leaders decided to move towards our next destination the day after. It was Mago, the last Indian village on our route. Since it was still raining slightly, we had to mentally prepare to face any difficulty during our journey. But fortunately it was a beautiful morning! After continuous raining of two days, the sun welcomed us with a smile.
It was a wonderful day and the mountain looked so fresh after the rain and thunder storm. This time I could manage to reach our camp little bit early. During my journey, I was alone for sometime or sometime I was with my friends…. Walking through the almighty jungle, I enjoyed the awesome nature. Viewed the topography of the mountain, the rocks and tried to understand the language of nature! Felt like I was in a dreamland…. My surrounding was so peaceful!
I reached my camp alone before darkness. We went to visit the village in the evening. The villagers were so innocent and were not much ambitious. Their living style was too simple. They were far away from the civilized and complicated society. They had to travel through a long way to Jung or to Tawang even for their small needs. There was no electricity in the village. There was a hot water spring in the village; we went there to take bath after 4 days.
In the night, I heard the mountain river Magochu shoring. It seemed, the nature was singing song altogether. We stayed at the army camp that night. Next day we took rest at Mago. We met the Indian soldiers, who were far away from their home and family only to protect our nation.  They were very much helpful to us throughout our trekking expedition.
We could view the Indo-China border. It was unbelievable! Nature can’t understand any border. We saw the mountains, which come under China. It was very near by Mago. After had lot of fun and adventure, we took rest early… because we had to move next morning to Jithang, our final destination…..
To be continued….




 

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