Smell of chikamangaluru

by Shradha kottakkadan (India)

A leap into the unknown India

I opened my eyes into the deep beauty of the valleys .I was standing at the top of the mountain ,all the creatures in the valley seemed too small ,I thought of having two wings to fly all around the mountains.suddenly my friend ran towards me and made me walk by closing my eyes it was a bit hard to walk down the Rocky hill ,but my belief on her made me walk with such an ease that I felt no pain in my bare foots her smell with the cold wind of the place took me to an another level of joy . After some time I was walking down a stair which was made of rock,but soon did I cover a 30 steps the smell of something pearced my nostrils ,I was overwhelmed with joy ,she opened my eyes ,I was in a temple covered with sandle .the idols were washed with sandal water daily ,and the coldness of sandal covered us .Don't know how I came into such an emotion but my eyes flooded with tears we hugged and cried and our tears found a new meaning of happiness.It was almost 3 in the noon but we haven't had our lunch so we planned to have it somewhere near the forest ,we bought food which smelled rich .there was chaval,roti ,sabji,a sweet named Kesari ,we were content with the food.The nature with the food was really sweet.we walked to a by road which reached to a brook with white pebbles in it ,the sun looked scattered by the clouds .with an orange colour ,it was almost sunset we started traveling to our cottage inside that forest .As we reached there we were surprised to see that beautiful sight ,it was more suitable for a Romantic night ,the beauty robbed our eyes and mind .we spend most time simply standing and enjoying the beauty.By early morning we woke and bathe in a nearby brook ,that journey gave a new meaning to our friendship , leaving back the place was not painful as the beauty which was lost from my eyes was not lost from our hearts .