How could someone ever guess that a normal Sunday, i.e. , on the 1st of January, 2012 , would end up being one of the most...no! "the most"... dangerously adventurous trip of one's life which would leave many people battered and bruised and really lucky to be alive?!!!...Well, a first hand near-death experience speaks like none other!!!
Some of my class friends and I had planned a trip to Lakhaniya Falls, nearly 70 km. from Varanasi to celebrate the oncoming of the brand new year. We had had a wild night on new year's eve and got up late the next morning only to find out that our plans were being washed away by heavy rains! We took two whole hours to rethink our plan but after some dilly-dallying, we decided to stick to our original plan anyway.
So, we started off at 11 am. instead of 9 am., on a cloudy and gloomy day. None the less we hoped that our adventure trip would cheer everybody up. After we reached there, some of us had a bath, in the river originating from the Falls, while the rest of us prepared 'Maggi' and 'Sewaiyan' over a fire made out of dried branches, twigs, etc., in utensils borrowed from our hostel mess. We feasted, took pics and were about to leave, when some over-adventurous genius suggested that we head up the mountain to the head of the main Falls, as we wouldn't have been able to see it from our current location there. So, inspite of the heavy downpour and dangerously raised water level, we agreed, as it was a 'once in a lifetime' experience.
We started trekking, but the journey was anything but easy. In fact, the word 'treacherous' would do more of a justice to define our journey. Right from the heavily forested, thorny bushes to the slippery rock faces! One slip, and we would kiss good-bye to all our future dreams. Well, somehow, helping each other out we reached the opposite cliff in front of the Lakhaniya Falls. Wow!!! It was an awesome sight to behold; the most amazing sight of my life! The water gushing down and breaking into droplets, appeared like a mist, which had something sinister behind it! We took time to appreciate the power of nature and frankly, were more interested in taking photographs.
Well, it was 5 pm. and it was getting dark, so we decided to head back using a shorter route, which was steeper, and were forced to sit or crawl from rock to rock, from cranny to cranny which lead us to the bottom of the Falls. Here, that mist of water droplets created by the Falls hitting the water beneath, was spraying us with a cool, wet breeze, which made us relax for a few minutes and get rid of the fatigue acquired from all that trekking and rock climbing we had been doing.
Well, some more pics and then, as we were getting ready to head back on a 'supposed' plain and simple route,we made a shocking discovery that the only way was on the other side of the stream, which had currents strong enough to wash away even the strongest of us, and was too deep to cross, with loose, slippery, pointed rocks hidden beneath the water surface. But, brash, young and fit guys don't give up so easily, or do they???!!
We had no hope of going back the way we had come, as another 3 hrs. of trekking through rocks and thorns in the dark without having local know-how, was practically impossible!... We started looking for a way across the wildly screaming stream; and a cheap-ass phone, with a torch-light served our purpose better than an expensive iPhone with no network. After a lot of head-scratching, we noticed an old tree trunk, with one of its ends firmly fixed to the shore and the other embedded deep beneath the river bed. It would help us cross two-thirds of the width of the stream by sitting and scraping carefully across its surface, but what would we do then? Now, I admit that I normally wouldn't define myself as an 'adventure junkie', but the 'Indiana Jones' stunts we were pulling gave me a certain sense of thrill, like I had never felt before!...
It was risky and one false move would surely be fatal (absolutely no exaggeration). Anyway, somehow we managed to get across the log and take a few 'leaps of faith' holding on to each other's hands, to scamper to the opposite shore. It was a long, time-taking and cumbersome process, but the claps confirmed that everyone had made it safely across the roaring stream! So, is this where the tale ends?....... No!! Not by a long shot!!!...
Our route was about to get even worse! We tried to keep away from the water and preferred slipping and falling over slippery moss-covered rocks than to get carried away into the abyss, which had already claimed the lives of two bright students from our college, the year before!... But, out of the blue, we found our way blocked by a shear cliff face, while we could vaguely see a path (which barely deserved to be called so) on the other side of the stream!
Ya, you might have guessed right; we decided to cross the howling stream yet again, for a second time!!!...It was just that this time we wouldn't have the aid of our 'beloved log'!!... The girls were sobbing and I do admit having an impending sense of misfortune! Their tearful faces made us realize how serious our situation was, which was slowly but surely getting out of hand. One by one, stepping from boulder to boulder, each placed several feet apart, not knowing whether the next step would be on a pointed stone or on a ledge or in a cranny, we struggled on. One of the girls was almost swept away but was saved thanks to the iron grip of one of our friends! Ultimately, as we neared the other bank, we had to climb a 5 foot ledge, just to end up on a 45 degree inclined, slippery surface. This probably was the most dangerous phase of our journey yet; one slip and it was a 9 foot drop to the river-bed rocks. Even expert swimmers would've faced a very high risk of sustaining severe injuries, if not getting washed away by the powerful current!!!...
Discombobulated and hurt, with thorns sticking out of our palms and feet, ankles sprained, with our entire bodies beginning to cramp up in the freezing water and relentless rain, we had begun to believe that our perils were far from over and in the worst case scenario, we might even be stranded there the entire night! But, all of a sudden we saw a few dots of light in the distance!!!... No, they weren't glow worms or anything of the sort, but this time, it really was the locals searching for us at the request and appeal made by the Safari drivers who had brought us there!!!...
Even with their expert knowledge and familiarity with the terrain, it was quite a rough ride, but within half an hour, to our great delight, we found ourselves back to the place where we had been dropped off. We boarded our vehicles and were driven back to our college without headlights, only with the help of the car indicators, trying our best not to attract the attention of the police. My mobile was drenched with water, one of my friends' had lost his shoes, many had lost or broken their spectacles or other belongings, but all of this seemed insignificant compared to the very fact that all of us were back safe and sound, talking to our friends about the incident and me having lived to tell the tale through this article!!!...
I'm honestly very glad to be sitting in my hostel room right now and being able to touch the warm keys of my laptop once again; trying to portray what had happened as realistically and accurately as possible. Its strange how the human mind gets over things so quickly, as I dare say it was a fun-filled trip. Although our grit and determination had played a role in saving our lives, I still believe that it was shear dumb luck which saved us!!!... How else could a bunch of inexperienced, college-going students have overcome the worst nightmares, even pros have?????.......All in all, it's been an eyeopening experience, which finally made me realize why parents break their heads and call a million times when we go somewhere!!!...
This trip will forever be engraved in my mind as one of the most unpredictable, dangerous, life threatening and 'over the edge' experiences ever, which changed the point of view from which I look at life!!!..... WHOOH!!! WHAT AN EXPERIENCE!!!...
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