Sometimes the best form is unplanned. The uncertainty of what is slow and the difficulty of reaching your destination.
A brief description of the characters
Babi- Me (fast, passionate, well-off) Professionally a media expert
Mili- My Wife (Mild, pleasant loving though not overly complex, calm, calm) – Sai International School teacher and NCC director
Sridhar- My childhood boss (Helpful, mature, regular) – Commander in the Indian Navy
Jyoti’s wife- Sridhar & # 39; (Cheerful Lover, chat box, but soft and spoiled) – Professional School Teacher
Saanjh- Sridhar & # 39; s 8 year old daughter.
Sridhar was visiting Odisha to attend our old show. After deciding to give his family some unforgettable memories, he left me to plan a two-day trip that would be different – and I hung up on Simliplal. Finding ways to communicate I managed to keep two rooms, not knowing or not knowing about the place, and not being as organized and uninterested as I always was, taking the trip as any other trip and doing all the homework on the site, but also didn’t care to listen to the instructions properly, as I provide contact I look forward to the wildlife department. My poor wife and friend and his family just thought I had done something important.
There are two entrances to the Simlipal Tiger Reserve — one via Jassipur (Chandikhole, Ghatagaon) and the other via Pithabata (Baripada route). Jassipur is recommended for tourists as it is a great way to get to the forest and close to the recommended destination. The path to Easter is a no-brainer and one has to cross 80kms of dense forest to reach an unacceptable destination. And you think – we all took them to Pita (that is after 3:30 pm) even if my friend asked us to be late.
The person at the gate refused. Said (a) We do not approve & # 39; we allow access during this time (b) You can & # 39; (c) This route is not recommended at all. I was also clever (the ass) that I was, I went through all of them and grabbed the connections I could at the Branch Department and pressed the sheep. They have clearly told us that I am being connected- leaving because of your pressure, but (1) If something happens to them we are not responsible (2) If they experience problems and try to communicate, then we & # 39; A truck to save them and you have to ship from Baripada. One full contact told me – “You didn’t follow all my instructions and now my neck is in the hole. Please drive it slowly. You have to go through the thick forests of 80”.
And we embarked on our journey of becoming aware of the complex ways in which a ruler means. At first we were able to drive faster but later we were not able to drive faster than the speed of 15Km-20Km. The scenic beauty was enticing. And I started sending updates to all our friends. Jyoti was not happy with my jokes and my strong sense of humor for wanting to see a pig. Every sound makes me so hopeful and I often pretend to be lucky but alas! Slowly it started to get thinner. We took the steps from the two inner gates and continued. And the pace began to fade, the phones went out and by evening it had just set in, but our attention was gone.
We passed the villages where people lived as we saw in our history books – without electricity, buildings made of jungle material, living space, and a language we couldn’t understand. The roads were a bit rough (with roads I never give & # 39; I don’t mean pucca roads instead of rocks, thin mud). As we continued on, enjoying what was around, it got dark, our phones had no network, and all of a sudden, we got lost in the dense forest with no way to connect or know how to connect with anyone.
Joking and trying to comfort our spirits we continued on (By this time, trouble had begun to catch me that except Mili, Sri & Jyoti the little girl was in danger, because of my stupidity). We met people from other countries who gave us advice that we could think of because we didn’t understand the language. Moving forward and back into the hilltop garden, with a twist and turn we can see the moon at one point on the right and 15 minutes behind on our left. The journey never seemed to end; so is my masterpiece. I guess at some point they all think we can’t.
As the endless journey continued, I had come down to get out of the chaos and find a way because we had seen a board somewhere. And that is the point of my writing in that magical era.
Believe it or not – the scene was exactly how we read the myth – a supernatural magic that depicts the creation of God & # 39; not what we humans have reduced. “Bright skies with bright moon and twinkling stars; I was one of nature. Later I heard from Mili, Jyoti & Sridhar that they all felt the same, and I think at this point our spirits were up and we thought we would be a car so my anxiety it was Saanjh.
Rejuvenated and spiritually empowered, we went on a difficult journey and if we were lucky, we reached the forest guards (who have no way of communicating with anyone, except to send a personal message like the old days). He gave us a walk, and although it was sound everywhere there was a commotion, as all the places we landed had two or more roads and the place was not abandoned but we finally got to our homes.
Welcome us very well. The teams were calm and almost as if they were inside nature itself as if they were growing from the ground. Sans telephone and electric lines, the place was unpopular with modern technology. The power generated by the solar system and the extreme cold, we had arrived in Wondland. We were given a delicious meal. And He brought to us a fire that we were pleased with. (It is clear that Sri & Me came out in our census while women were recruited with all the surprises to come). We were told that, if we had been there a little bit, a traditional dance program would have been ready for us.
The night was spectacular, and we understood even though we were wearing jackets, sweaters, bedding etc., but I would recommend it too.
The next day I wake up to see the event with the lightning bolts of light coming to light the sky. Once again I see the wonderful creatures of God & # 39; Sadly, we didn’t have a place to pay and we couldn’t pay our cells and just cut it. 7 AM – I still see the moon above and I just slow it down, allowing the environment to stay inside me.
When we said we could & # 39; going too far since we are running out of fuel, our guide said – “There is a nearby river of water that has not been found by the forest authorities .5kms by road (car) and 1 1/2 kms walk after” “He said he would send us a guide if we are interested and agree After less than a km, we realized that our car would not open in. We parked the car there and asked our guide if they could guide us completely through the short route and he said yes.
And we started on our second trip. We went through regular travel plans, we passed an old village where people stare at us in amazement and then the guide told us there was no more music. And we had to go through the forest path – tall trees, the sun shining in place, the sound. Our trip also involved rock climbing until we reached the destination. Once again I was taken by nature. Neither my words, nor the picture will do justice to the experience we had there. After a 7 Km walk we take a walk.
We fed them lunch and parted with them, and then started on our way to Jassipur which was much easier and a better way. Again that route was new to us and so it was another adventure. But this time we got lost on the highways and finally managed to get to town.
In short, we embarked on an unprecedented journey & # 39; honored by the tourist office or the forest manager. It is one time and life experience, as next time we will not encounter this since we are now aware of safe methods and practices.
It’s two sides of the coin, while on the one hand we were all at risk because of my stupidity, and on the other we faced what we doubt we can ever find again – the beauty and majesty of God’s creation & # 39; on raw material.