Bukkay Dam- Scared Cave
The New Year sun rays ushered through windowpanes to my room, bringing renewed hopes and aspirations for the year. To warm-up myself, I cuddled my furry blankets and started introspecting on the year passed by. The time just swift away, leaving nothing but a moment to reflect and reckon. The time is ephemeral, fleeting like the human mind. Just as I was delving into my thought, I felt like a lump of flesh inserted into my head. I had a headache, it was like someone just hit me with a rock. The New Year party was good but the aftermath hungover always let me swear that I will not drink, which never happens. With the heaviness in my head, I was trying to get up when my phone rang. It was my friend on the other end, inviting me for the trip towards Bukkay Dam. As obedient as a pet dog becomes on seeing a bone in his owner’s hand, I got up and readied at the lightning speed to join my friends. As a bone to the dog, traveling is for me.
"As a bone to the dog, traveling is for me."
Since I don’t have a colleague attending the course from my college, I have met new friends. At times I just feel like I am entering into “No Man's Land” as I am introvert and socializing with new people just becomes a herculean task for me. However, I have been trying to learn the art of socializing and till date, I didn’t feel alienated. Initially, there were ten of us who agreed to go but the bumpy road made every one of us skeptic of the possibility of making to the destination by the car we were traveling. We switched to plan B, which was to hire a Bolero instead of plying by our car. Of 10 people, only six of us remained loyal to what we have planned and we agreed on taking the bolero. Including me, there were five ladies and a man. Other male friends were reluctant to take the trip back, I can see that they have lost their enthusiasm and patience. They were grumpy and cranky. I thought to myself that women are unwavering with their decision compared to man.
The scorching sunlight left every one of us slouching, the sweat was dipping like the oozing sprinkle of the fountain. However, our undiminished hope and unfaltering attitude induced us with volcanic energy. We were once again optimistic about the trip and started the journey. Once on the road, we started singing and it brought back the memories of yesteryears, an oblivious school and college days. The initial hurdles were worth as the final destination, Bukkay Dam was an unexplored and sacred cave worshipped by Hindus. Upon reaching Bukkay Dam, all the negative energy I had, seem to fade away and I felt inebriated by the positive energy. The serenity and the holiness of the site just left me overwhelmed. The cave was unique, especially the interior, the stone hanging above was like designed artifacts. I thought “Nature has its way to break the monotony. Nature is never standardized, everything has its own idiosyncrasies.”
Bukkay Dam (cave)
“Nature has its way to break the monotony. Nature is never standardized, everything has its own idiosyncrasies.”
After exploring the place, we headed back to the parking lot but my stomach started roaring like a tiger. Unless I feed the beast it won’t stop, so together with my friends, we stopped for a quick snack. After having the fast-food, everyone was roaring once again. Unanimously, we headed back in the Bolero’s carriage. Everyone was brimming with excitement, we made the best of the opportunity we had. I embraced the beauty of nature, I was drowning listening to the chirping of bird and crickets. The striking moment when coming back was the photogenic unveiling of sunset. It was like a newly married maiden unveiling timidly. The sight of crimson sunset got imprinted in my heart with memories eternally.
Chimi Dema
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