The unplucked trees waits for me, but will the forests accept me?
Would the inter-related eco-systematic existence of the self dependent jungle accept an interruption of an outside element- raw and exposed? Would we be punished by thorns, thirst and the very human fatigue for challenging the equilibrium of the virgin terrains exposing our mortal form in the hands of nature? More importantly- who would win?
With these queries I accompanied my friends from Chennai Trekking Cub (CTC) to start the year 2011 by trekkin in the forests of Elephant Valley- North-West of Tamil Nadu.
It is not about the distance one can trek, but the distance one can't and then trekking that. As we progressed, the forest remained untouched but the victory was in our minds.
Would the inter-related eco-systematic existence of the self dependent jungle accept an interruption of an outside element- raw and exposed? Would we be punished by thorns, thirst and the very human fatigue for challenging the equilibrium of the virgin terrains exposing our mortal form in the hands of nature? More importantly- who would win?
With these queries I accompanied my friends from Chennai Trekking Cub (CTC) to start the year 2011 by trekkin in the forests of Elephant Valley- North-West of Tamil Nadu.
It is not about the distance one can trek, but the distance one can't and then trekking that. As we progressed, the forest remained untouched but the victory was in our minds.
Looking down from the mountain top struggling to breathe is something we can take back to our day-to-day life where more often than not we give into situations without a fight.
In the shades of the unplucked tree, I feel more equiped to face the sun.
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