Day 6 - A Divine morning
As usual, the cellphone alarm went off at 4:30am. Without any delay, I left the bed. Today we are leaving this beautiful place and I am not going to miss any moment of this, lying in the bed.
I step out of the cottage. Its a bit chilly outside. The sky has started to become greyish. The flowers are still sleeping. The lawn heavy with overnight dew. The grass is very wet. It seemed as if it had rained last night, but it hasn't. I look up.
The sky is crystal clear, with very faint strands of clouds hovering around the peaks. Far away, some one has fired her chullah.
I go back, collect my gears and take up my vantage position against the benches. As I had mentioned earlier, from Ravangla, you cannot see the Kanchanjunga peak, but, Mt. Simvo, Mt. Pandim, Mt. Narsing and Mt. Siniolchu are almost right in your courtyard.
The sky has started brightening up. The clouds above the peaks have started taking up a reddish hue.
What followed next was something that took me completely off guard. It was simply divine. It was as if I was standing in heaven. With not a single soul around, I was standing there in the middle of the resort, clicking relentlessly.
By the time the first rays of the sun hit the Mt. Pandim peak, the higher peaks behind have already started becoming golden.
The reddish hue started to deepen and as if I am watching an active volcano, the snow and the clouds threw me a challenge. It was as if they were saying, "
show us how far you can capture our play with colours".
Gradually, the peaks turned golden and then silver.
As the first rays of the sun started to reveal the valley below, I just happen to glance to my right. Oh my god!! What a sight!!
The monastary on the hill below me, have just received the first rays. Did I hear a prayer coming up from there and thanking god for giving us this beautiful day?
I spent almost 1 hr watching and clicking this spectacle. The morning tea has arrived.
Before returning to the cottage for the first cup of tea, I thought of checking out Black Hawk. She was asleep, cold, completely drenched in overnight dew. Was she asleep? or was she pretending? Is she not willing to leave this place? Atleast I am not.
As I walked back to the cottage, the garden was slowly coming to life.
Suddenly the garden has become a very interesting place to explore.