She begins the Journey
“So what’s your story?” she asked him. The night had spread itself across mother earth and for some reason she felt night was moving ahead with very slow speed today. It was very obvious for her to feel so. It was just the beginning of the 2nd Phase** of the night and the jungle looked darkest. It would be at least 08 hours before the dawn. It was her first attempt to break the silence that prevailed between them since seven hours now. In fact he had not spoken since he met her in the Jungles on the banks of Ganges. After she lost her way, she kept walking with help the technique her father had taught her, to figure out sound of flowing water and progress towards it. This was a little tricky one as water sounds in jungle’s maze; echo, often misleading the traveler. But she, she was different. She was nature’s daughter like her father would often call her. She always wondered why, but never asked her father and he in return never felt it was necessary to tell her. In fact it was a secret he hid from the entire world…..!!!
HE was gazing at the sky. Dark. Full of stars; and clear. It was new moon night that made the sky more beautiful. They were sitting by the fire. He now had some emotions in his eyes. Though, she couldn’t read them. She looked at him in anticipation of answer. “I…” have no story.” He spoke after a long pause. “I’m just a wanderer. I wander around on the banks of Ganges to the feet of Himalayas.” Her eyes twinkled as she heard this. Her decision of asking help from him was not wrong. Himalayas was where exactly she wanted to go. “I want to go there. Will you take me there?” She asked. She immediately regretted asking this question. Though they walked for almost 7 hours together she barely knew him. Since they had met, and she had asked him way ahead, he had started walking directing her to follow him. She was little skeptical but decided to go with her instinct.
“Why do you want to go there?” He asked; his voice almost stern. “I have heard many stories about that place. The stories just pull me there like magnet does to iron. There is a legend my dad told me about. He says there at the foot of Himalayas, lives man who knows the secret of life. No one is however is sure about it.”
He looked at her through fire and said….
(To be continued)