As a kid, whenever I
used to watch the cloudy sky, I wondered how would it feel to be on the clouds.
They appeared so much fluffy and thanks to my imagination, I imagined myself
bouncing up and down and sliding from one cloud to the other.
The fact that I can
jump on the clouds remained with me even when I saw cloud layer below our
flight. The only change was that as a grown-up I was now sure that getting near
the clouds was achievable. But jumping out of the window to bounce on the cloud
was not, until and unless I go for sky-diving :D.
Thankfully, I got a
chance to get my facts corrected and I feel blessed to witness that eternal
beauty which I cannot get out of my mind.
So this summer I
traveled to Chopta, an offbeat destination in Uttrakhand, which has the
highest abode of Lord Shiva in the form of Tungnath temple.
As usual I was sleeping in the car because I
wanted to preserve my energy for the place where we were actually headed for(I
get tired easily, so have to work in energy saver mode :P). Journey had been
long, slow songs were playing, everyone was quite, therefore a perfect setup to
sleep. I don't remember for how long I had been sleeping, but woke up with the
sudden hustle bustle in the cab. Everyone was in awe of something, but what?
I tried to look
outside the window. It was a struggle going from half opened eyes to the moment
where I don't want to blink them anymore. There was a layer of clouds running
beside me. My heart throbbed with excitement, because this time I had the
option to get down of the car and see how it looks like, how it feels. My cab
driver was also amazed and we noticed he was looking off the road, which scared
us as hell. So we all had to bring our focus back to the road, where we saw
that we had a cloud in our way, which means we'll have to cross it. My excitement
doubled, as what would it be like, passing through the cloud. (PS: I was
sleeping while that happened on the flight). So we were getting closer to the
cloud, it got a little foggy for a while and then clear again. Bam! Where is
the cloud, did we just cross that? This was my reaction when I looked at the
rear window, leaving the cloud behind. My childhood dream was just shattered,
but a magic was created in the moment. I had just crossed the clouds in "waking"
state. How many people actually get to witness that!
We got down after a
while to get a better view. This is what we saw.
I remember
describing the feeling to my Dad, though it looked like fog, but I felt as
fresh as a leaf in the morning dew. The clouds did not just touch my skin, they
touched my soul. I was surely on cloud 9.