"Sarath explaining his stomach upset - being as graphic as he can - to derive sadistic pleasure from our contorted faces has been the high point of my trip this far. Rest falls pale. The day hasn't started off good. Our journey is into its 12th hours and there are defeated expressions (which, though, I'm sure a light nap can cure). Our first leg of the journey didn't go without flaws. Of the kind that nobody would've expected, really. We went past Hardwar to reach Rishikesh in the wee hours of the morning. We were expecting to stay awake all through the bus journey, only to fall asleep half an hour before we zipped past Hardwar..."
My recent acquisition of the complete sets of photographs from everybody's cameras marks the culmination of the Hardwar-Rishikesh-Kedarnath trip. Now that the memories are fresh again, I shall make attempts to put it all together.
Also ended up with a fractured journal from the trip, which might be helpful. Missing gloriously on the full moon about which I was looking forward to did plenty to dampen my urge to write when on the move.
The accompanying photo is deceptive, except for my outright blasphemy. This was our only relation to the great Kedar shrine. Neither did we attempt to queue up in the long lines, nor give any offerings. Piyush and I got busy seeing beyond the religious side of Kedarnath - in the spirit of traveling and on the fringes of exploration - while Anikesh and Deepanjan made the most of the room rent by staying indoors.
More chronicles to follow (sooner than you'd contract alzheimer's).
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