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Often the places we go to have a certain set of labelled
attractions, that are almost always on top of the list. As a
teenage girl in India, the one thing I was always thought is to
stay with the f...
Often the places we go to have a certain set of labelled attractions, that are almost always on top of the list. As a teenage girl in India, the one thing I was always thought is to stay with the familiar. Chikamagalur as a hill station in Karnataka is pretty popular. From its favorable climate to its vast coffee estates, its wonderful people and mesmerizing skies it has a lot to offer.
But like any other destined family trip, my recent one to Chikmagalur I thought was going to be like any other, fun but predictable. The usual booze, food, good music and chill people for company. Thankfully, the Gods listened to my prayers. We went exploring. And truth be told, I learnt so much.
No sugar coating, it was rough. The path was tumultuous and the tempo that we were standing on the back of seemed like it would break apart any moment. My hands ached, Id be been hit by a branch or two and all I wanted to do was give up. Exploring didnt seem like my piece of cake. But with no option to turn around, I had to stick with it. When the tempo stopped, I thought the worst of it was over, but surprise surprise - it wasnt. We kept hiking, and then decided to climb down some very unsafe dangerous and extremely brittle looking mud steps, and branches.
With all my wisdom, I had deemed it wise to wear chappals. It was hell. I was going to die. I was sure of it. Convinced. After what seemed like hours (my dad swears it was just five minutes), we reached the beauty that you see in the picture. And all of my blood, sweat and tears finally seemed worth it. The weather was particularly chill that day, the water was even colder, therefore obviously I had to take a dip in it. Though I did end up with a bad case of flu and cold, that icy blast of water was worth it.
What did I learn from this trip though ? That the road less traveled, is called that for a reason. It is bumpy, painful and you might even get whacked in the head once or twice. It also causes you to question everything you have ever known, and take decisions that in retrospect are really stupid. But the one thing that does happen is that you have a story to tell, and memories to cherish. And if that isn't for you, it's best to stay off the road that is less traveled.