So constrasting - yet so unique

It all started like a dream to dream on

My racing pulse petrified with the steep climb

But still my perpetual nomadic journey continued

I clambered past the bushes awaiting the visual treat

Rising above the slowly expanding horizon unveiling the untraceable peaks

The first  glance of this austere land from the top got me mesmerized

As if nature carried me in its cradle to show me the world I always wanted to see

Foggy white patches of cloud sparkling, lit up by the sun

Like high tides, dashing against the rock enticing to plunge into its eternity

The beauty with which the hill folds away, covered with mist like a spray

Covered with lush green idli tops interspersed by serpentine roads

Resembling a well laid carpet whose intricacies had been well crafted

I could feel the colours of harmony perfectly blended with peace

Such was my tryst with nature at trekking trip of Munnar

In next few days there I was, at a place crowded, scared

But surely there is a heaven within this scar, bestowing life

So youthful, strong, jovial; as if I had slipped into the flower power age of hippies

It beauty and grandeur dragged me into its reality distortion aura

I found my feet dancing to its tune, passing the gates of unconcerned

At midnight  there I was, drawing a blank with empty glass on the sand

I stood there with cold tide running under my feet

Musing gaze at the place where sea met the moon lit land

And reflecting upon my appetite for adventure and love of ease

The roller coaster bus ride to adventure of water sports

The beautifully laid calm river to the noisy crashing waves

The tranquility of nature to lively partying youth

The morning fresh air to inhaling hookah dreams

The hill side fresh black tea to vodka on sea beach

The first ray of Munnar sun to its last dive in at Goa

I lived every bit of it………..