For last few months I’ve published two posts on average in every month, but this month nothing yet. I was thinking lot to write something… few words or few lines. But nothing came up. So what happened to me? The season is changing… winter has come. So it’s foggy sometime… specially at night on my way back home I enjoy it. I am working hard… sometime harder. The newspaper site going to be live within few days, I got another project from a multinational organization…I’ve designed, gave name to a website for one my colleague. So I think I am doing good… and still in love with the idea of love… hahaha…
This time I became sure that mountains are beautiful during the rainy season. Everything seems clean and fresh that time though leaches could suck your blood.
Its winter and the weather is dry and rough. We went through the same foot prints those we drew on last May [read the previous story]. But this time we were in a small group with less team spirit and glamour.
I had to fight a lot to manage the time. I keep recalling my memories all through the way. We reached the peak of Boga Lake by the evening of 29 December. We were prepared to face a hard cold but the weather was much warmer than the city.
The home where we lived this time was a cool place than last time. It was very comfortable in every way. On 30 December some of our friend went to the peak of Keokradong. We were out of all networks and that was the biggest relaxation. No regular schedule, no hurry, no boss, no computer, no mobile. Drinking water from the lake, having tasteless same food in breakfast, lunch and dinner with a great eagerness; trying to enjoy every single moment.
On 31, the sun set with great sorrow from sky of Boga Lake area. A deadly road accident happened on the hilly way to Boga Lake, took a death toll of 4 persons.
At the earlier night someone brought a dead Cobra. He said it attacked him on the way so that he smashed the head. It brought lot of excitement to the tribal and as well as the tourists. They cooked the cobra and many of our friends took it with a great excitement.
We set a fire and roasted a goat. On the first moment of New Year everyone start dancing. The night grew older and moon started shining from behind the big mountains. That was the nicest part of the whole tour.
Next morning we got up with a spirit to walk 17 kilometer way back. I walked the same way last time but this time it was too hard. The sun was burning all the time. Once it happened that we finished the last drop of water and had to walk another hour to find a water source.
All tiredness came zero when I took a long bath in the river Sangu. I am considering it as the biggest achievement of the whole tour. Ruma bazaar is too known to us and we spend few useless hours there. Some of us wanted to get back earlier to Banadarban. But most of us liked to stay motionless.
On 2nd day January, we start our journey back to Dhaka. There was a huge traffic jam on the way. Overall it was a great time… but not so great as it was before.
Ok, I’ve learnt few things,
- He is a foolish who pretends to be a good, sober person all the time.
- Out of sight out mind isn’t always true. Sometime you should go far to measure the depth of your sight.