Been editing the post of my recent expedition in Kudremukh, Bangalore. Couldn't make it interesting. Not just yet. How pathetic. Probably because after a hiatus, it took me a longer time to make it nice to be read. AHHHH...ideas do come and piling up, but then they are just hard to be written. T.T
Actually, for the hiking thing, each group was commanded to do a travelogue. Sad is sad when my group didn't really stay put altogether, and we don't have that much of the picture/photos showing we were in a team. Most of the photos, in other cameras, whom it felt like so frigging embarrassed to be asking for. And I am not that sure if they keep that photos.
The problem is here is of course photos. Travelogue is consider a success when photos are great since you all know how photos can speak a thousand words. No one like too many words unless they are really a keen reader and read everything. But reality, is the percentage of such people is low.
My teammates, 3 guys and another girl is so helpful during the journey up to the mountain. Sadly, the goodness only stops there I think. No one really cares about the travelogue now. Or should I just pray and dream that someone already make it done and voila don't have to waste time sitting at mess and discussing it?
|It was masyaAllah beautiful. Those greens you think were grass are as tall as you.UIndescribeable journey|
The hiking was great. Will be posting A to Z about it in another post which I have been editing for the past three days. I didn't bring my cameraphone along because the battery was only 60%. Maybe you see this as an excuse of mine, but I really was saving the battery so that I could receive call from dear teammates of the World Diabetes Day back in Belgaum. Another sad story. My friend hazu, did let me lend her camera. But I gave it to Anis because I was hypoxic at one point, then she rushed off away to the peak leaving me behind with two other guys. T.T
I was really really hypoxic for the whole journey. Other fitters took only 5 hours to go and return, whilst I took the whole day. Never could repay kindness of a few MSU guys who helped me go through all the pain to hike and to climb down till the base camp, at exactly 10 pm. Only Allah could repay them.
But still...deep down, a noxious feeling of disappointment for not being able to reach the last pit stop of Kudremukh, for intoxicating other guys in the my team especially whom had to wait patiently when I need to take a rest every 30 minutes walk, disappointment for not having great outlook at Allah's superb creation and not to have captured it digitally, all these really truly could let me punch myself.
<<p/s: When you're about to go for an expedition, please don't boast. What happen to me is not fun. I did wish I was dead on top of that mountain. And certainly not fun when you have to become a nuisance to others>>