Heaven on earth

It was an utterly chilly morning at 5 ,complying to the usual Bangalore weather.After 3 phone calls and 2 alarm rings ,I decided to wake up.The worst part was,it was a Sunday.

Yeah,we were to go for a trip to Nandi Hills.On bikes.Fine for me....but getting up at 5 on a Sunday morning???Impossible was the word I had uttered earlier.Disgusting was the word I felt then.

A trip was being planned for a long time but without any concrete ideas.I was the one most excited.Soumen,Deepanjan(Soumen and my college friend),and his two oher room mates were the ones to go.At last after much arguement and debating we opted to go to Nandi Hills and as suggested by Soumen it was to be a bike ride(which I well understood why... reason being his new bike!)

So I finally got ready and after sipping a steaming hot cup of tea,rushed down where Soumen and others were waiting for me.As I stepped out of my house,I felt the cold wind against my skin..God,it was midnight;or rather it seemed to me.It was totally dark and brisk chilly winds biting through our bodies made it worse.I suggested starting a bit late...but in vain.Nobody seemed to notice the ghastly condition of the weather.Instead they said the weather suited the bike journey!!!

And thus started our first trip after coming to Bangalore.

As our bikes gathered speed,I geared up for a rough day ahead.But the moment we were on the highway,my senses immersed in a sea of beauty.The road was so perfect ,with trees lining up both its sides and shiny mirages created in it, and the rising sun seen in the horizon nearly took my breath away.Everything was so pure,so natural...nature was entirely at its best.

As our bikes zoomed through the twisted road,I was deeply taken aback at nature's abundance.Beautiful yellow flowers garlanded the sidewalks and I could soon see the looming silhouette of the hills ahead.

We made our way through the road leading to the point from where one needed to walk to reach at the top of the hill.We parked the bikes,and admired the nature around.It was almost 7.

Having a small breakfast of cakes,chips and tea,we headed for the hill top.The weather still was chilly enough and fog descended upon us like a canopy.Up there,it was prettier...

After taking a large doze of nature's heavenly aroma,we decided to return back.It was becoming sunnier and the fog was swept away swiftly.We left the place at about 10.

The way back was fun as well.We stopped at completely strange places to have tea and snacks.Everyone joked about how I had reacted earlier that morning.

It was truly a great trip and I still cherish every moment of it.As well said by the great poet Wordsworth....

"I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils....."