Prologue : The Mahindra Spacio shuffled
along the path , rugged in its looks and behaviour for it had spent its life in
these mountains on broken roads and was on familiar ground . The 14 occupants including
the driver crammed inside each having the same thought of a successful arrival
at the destination Joshimath . “Saavan ka
mahina” saw the the weather and earth waltz and tango most energetically
and lesser participants like the 14 souls in the Mahindra Spacio could only be
feeble collateral participants dotted around the frame. Meanwhile, back on
ground the Alakhnanda flowed along the broken National Highway moving at a
frightful pace unstoppable with her power rippling in the form of the raging
waters all over her, for anyone to see .
Every movement and every twist of her, showcased the enormous destructive power
and energy that she held in her fold, truly Ganga had rightly said the earth
would not be able to sustain her sway and
force if she descended directly, hence Lord Shiva had taken her in to
his locks to contain her destructive power and what is Alakhnanda if not Ganga herself for that is
how she is called when she merges with Bhagirathi at Devprayag flowing onward
to Haridwar and beyond into the wide world .
Meanwhile the Spacio rumbles to a halt and finally the driver kills
the engine, 14 pairs of eyes peer ahead to see the cause through the mist and
rain. The cause emerges to be rock fall as the earth shakes and one hapless
vehicle caught in the melee. The rocks had boxed her in and now the vehicle
could neither go ahead nor reverse down the path, her occupants abandoning her
to cruel faith and to the whims of mother nature . The area was known as Lambagad
notorious for just this kind of incidents and the same was now being played in live technicolour for those
few souls like me who were attempting to cross. As minutes ticked by and
converted into hours the situation remained the same, Umeid my guide and i
looked at each other deciding that its time to leave the Spacio and strike a
path through the mountain slope for this was the only way to tackle Lambagad,
the destination had to be reached and so the team loaded the gear on and moved
out. The trek that seemed completed had started once again, the curtains had
still not fallen on one of the most enthralling of all treks that i have attempted
till now ..... Trek to Mandini and beyond towards the Lake of Truth “Satopanth”
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