Friday, 27 July 2012

Subolong ..The nectar falling from the mountains


The first sight intoxicated me ...i was expecting a sight but this was beyond all my capacities ...my imaginations clearly didnot reach this wonderful delight which was in store for me .... ahhhh this abruptly reminded me of my childhood ...of those days when i have tasted the taste of beauty in Darjeeling...my hungry eyes could dig in the majestic realities ..of true nature of pure and innocent bliss ...of a world where one can loose oneself without thinking about time , space or any other issues ... a place away from the daily life ..a place away form the chaotic life ...a place where nature can be a source of spirituality ...i was thinking about the time i dreamt with my best buddy to go on a vaccation and loose ourselves completely ... you can totally surrender urself at the hands of nature and it wont dissapoint you ....


The waterfall was more than a hundred feet high ... and i was mesmerized by the sheer beauty of the gift of nature ...the force of the water was so great that it seemed the water was not only flowing downwards but upwards as well ...its a universal truth that water is colorless but when a lot of water falls from a great height it looks like a thousand white diamonds are falling down from a great height at great speed ...at that moment i felt life is precious and wonderful because we have great nature around us to celebrate life ... i went down the stairs with my injured leg very carefully ..not to slip the stairs ...but the excitement was so great i wanted to fly down to touch and taste the nectar from the mountains ...my dear sister took my hand and guided me to the falls ... the path was rocky and stony and i had to be extra careful not to hurt my leg ... i finally reached the falls... ohhhh what an amazing feeling it was to touch the water and to soak myself in the water ... the water is one of the basic needs of our daily lives ...but here there was a primal urge to touch and feel the nectar ...it was as if the mountains and waterfall came together to celebrate life and love ... when you are so near the bond of nature it seems like you forget all the social bonds and break all the social chains , u become a beast , a creature of nature , a creation just like any other animal , free to do whatever you like ...reminds of the inner beast that one has when one is himself or herself without any pretension ... here beast doesnot define a beast like Mr.Kurtz in The Heart of Darkness ...but a person with free will and without any  sense of shame or guilt like any other creature... you feel like being one with the water , with the mountains , with the trees , the rocks , and with the people you love ... where there is a music and a song that only you can hear ..and you feel like dancing to the tune of that music ... this is probably called paradise ... because it is all about happiness , beauty , love and purity and you find all of these among nature ... 
 When everyone else had a change of clothing i did not take it because i thought of saving myself the bother ...specially when i was not even fit ... true i couldnot reach the place where the fall was most heavy and everyone else was having fun having a nice shower under the fall, while i chose to stand under the small one ... even the sight of monkey faced hooligans couldnot upset me ...even if there would be a very handsome man ...i would not have paid any attention to him  because i was so much in love with the fall ... i was thinking of writing a poem celebrating nature ... when all my friends went up the mountains to take a closer look of the fall i sat down below near the foot of the mountain ...seeing a view which would be imprinted on my mind forever ....the sun was just at the top of the mountain and the water was falling down ....it was shining like a thousand lamps lit up together ...and the water was falling like a boon from paradise ... i could go on and on looking at the gushing water which was so bright and crystal clear ... my friend caught a shrimp and jumped up and down with joy ...i was bitten by small bugs ..yet i didnot move from the place i was sitting ...as if someone chained me to that place ...it was only the sight of a scorpion which could make me move and i saved myself only by seconds ... many poets wrote a thousand poetries on nature and i have been to many places but here i was at a place which moved me so much ...it touched my soul ... it was as if i was performing a spiritual ritual ...the kind of connection and purity and love i felt at this place which i never felt before ...
The way to the waterfall was a memorable path ...it took us almost two hours to reach to Subolong falls from Rangamati city and we didnot feel bored at all as the scenic beauty was worth the ride ... i remember in schools we were often given comprehensions on a boat ride , back then i would not have been able to write anything other than probably a fictional one ...but if i am ever given to write on a boat ride this would be the best one to describe so far as the water of the lake was crystal clear and the lake was surrounded by hills and small islands where there were small markets and dwellings...the lives of these people of Rangamati amazed me because they hardly had any resources , they didnot have electricity, cars or internet at every place , and local busses was also not available , vehicles were not so available , yet they are indeed truly happy and very hospitable ... it taught me a great lesson to be humble , happy and the beauty of innocence and nature and purity truly amazed me  ... i learnt to be content with life ...now i know that if you  look around you can  find great resources in your own country ...its a fiction that you can only find great nature abroad ...we have majestic places in our own land ...