When Vijay asked me if I would like to join him in Delhi for a short vacation, I agreed. I was searching for a break and also looking forward to meet Vijay’s mother after a long time.
The plan was simple. Relax and roam a little in Delhi and meet Vijay’s mother.
By the time I actually went there, Vijay’s mom had herself flown to Amsterdam and the plan of roaming a little had changed to a full-fledged trip to destination which was changed from Jaipur to Kedarnath to finally Gangotri.
The plan had changed from relaxing to adventure. We were particularly excited about Gaumukh, 18 Kilometers from Gangotri, the origin of Ganga/Bhagirathi river.
As the d-day started coming near the things were getting more and more exciting. There is little information available on Internet about Gangotri and depending upon what I read, it was a uphill climb.
As much as I like to be at the top of the world, I am least prepared for such tedious tasks. I always find myself breathless while climbing up and every time I am out of breath, I ask myself, “Why?”
But then I am back on another mountain, on another height.
I had asked Mathew if he would have liked to come and he kept dilly dallying. My plan too was changing fast. I changed and advance my flight one day before because the road from Delhi was way too far. Vijay wanted me to come one day earlier but no way I could adjust the office.
Two days before I was supposed to go, Mathew also agreed to come. It was booking his tickets again. Vijay meanwhile kept on insisting to come earlier but office was still a problem.
Finally we were on a flight to Delhi. As if a prelude of the things to come, the flight was on time but because of the heavy air traffic, we were delayed to land in Delhi. Who could have imagined that one day we would be delayed because of lots of planes in the sky? I could one day imagine a traffic jam in sky with planes honking up above the clouds.
By the time we reached Vijay’s house, it was already 1:00 PM. We had planned to leave the same night and cover as much distance in the night to avoid any morning traffic.
We had our dinner and by 2:00 PM we were out of the house. Little did we know that for the next 19 hours we would be driving to Gangotri almost non-stop. We were just four of us, Me, Mathew, Vijay and Raju. Raju drove us for 19 hours and I could only imagine how tired he must have felt driving through rough terrain. The Tata Safari was tested for the rough and tough image it projected.
For the next 3 days we just saw mountains, mountains and more mountains.