Long Back in 1987 immediately at the end of my PG exam, I went to Valley of Flowers as my first visit to The Himalayas.
Like most other middle class family at that time, we didn't have the travelling culture. It's Ajitda, my cousin brother, with whom only I took my first step in the nature during my post graduation days through a weekend visit to Bangriposi, in Orissa.We were 5 people in total and all were new to me except Ajitda. It was during Saraswati puja. We started on a saturday morning and I still can remember that sitting in the bus I was missing a movie of Amitav Bachchan scheduled on TV in the evening! And at the end of the journey, it was simply "Love at First Sight" which till date didn't fade out.. There was no so called "sight seeing", "marketing" or luxury. We just walked through the jungle, rocky hills and villages whole day having some "muri-aalur chop-malpoa (a fried sweet)" as our lunch. Since water was limited, we had "aamloki" (small, yellow colored sour fruit) from the jungle to meet up our thirst. We sat here and there and gossiped gossiped gossiped. Had a star watching session at night.
It was again Ajitda, who introduced me to the mountain and nature lovers group he belonged and it's his enthusiasm which put me in the group going to the Valley of Flowers. We were total 4 persons in the team. Me, Fultuda - Sumit Ghosh,who went to Bangriposi with us, Swapnadi - Swapna Ghosh (Fultuda's didi) and Dipankar Mukherjee, a chemistry professor and was a tenant in our adjacent house during my childhood days. And our trip was just unforgettable. Himalaya with its serenity, undisputed and wonderful beauty and vastness opened up in front of us. The unimaginably marvelous contrast of the colors of the flowers spread all over the valley and the slopes is still bright in my mind. Concept of a camera was just a luxury then. Whatever we saw, that was ours only. I don't have that language power to describe how beautiful it was. What I can say only - that very moment, looking at the naturally grown flower beds all over with such a contrast of colors, it seemed to me there must be some one some where who laid those flowers with much thought. Neither two dull nor two bright colored flowers were side by side. The whole layout was in such a way that not even a single, small bunch of flowers one would miss !! And all natural ! That was the first time I felt as if there's must be someone called "Almighty" , our "Bhagwan" who has a great sense of art !! And I couldn't forget Himalaya, as per Hindu Myth - "the abode of God", till now. I have realised now why people always go to Himalaya to meditate or in search of God. No, I am not talking about those beggar and cheat 'sadu's. I am talking about true "sadhak"s and "sanyasi"s or believers.
Beside this realisation, the Himalayas has given me some very good friends. There's a general saying - mountains give true friends and mountains show bad friends. Fortunate I am that from my very first step to the nature, I have got some very good friends who are just like my families.
Love at first sight never fades out.
So, I am again going to visit Valley of Flowers in July 2011. This time mainly to share the beauty with Gautam - my husband. Fultuda is also in the team. India has won World Cup Cricket after 28 years and I am planning to re-visit VOF after 23 years !! I am excited no doubt. But very anxious about how it will be. Because most of the places in Garhwal-Kumaon have become so irritatingly crowded and so polluted. Hope it will not be a shattering experience this time.
Let's hope for the best.