Since I was kid I so wanted to visit the place that is hidden from the world and have an identity of its own. And I was so into finding and visiting that place that I became super finicky to go to some place that I started reading, Goggling and asking everything about the place from anyone or everyone that knows about that place.
Then one day I came to listen about my dream place from a
friend of mine. Lush green valley, covered in clouds and an unknown kind of
place. ‘People with flare of adventure go there as that place is far away from
the real world’. After listening to this I became more and more eager every
second to visit that place.
After reaching the nearest town we started our journey next
day early morning. Although it was pitch dark but I could smell the freshness
of the lush green mountains in the air. Slowly-slowly the darkness of the night
started getting lost into the brightness of the morning sun and the view that
was coming out was amazing and beyond from any description anyone can give.
Lush green valley, mountains and mountains as far as the
eyes can see, and drizzling weather, it was all in all beyond that anyone can
imagine in a dream also. After a drive of almost an hour we reached the hotel,
the small hotel was on the top of the hill. Standing near the fence one can see
far-far away in the valley. There was beautiful village with beautifully
painted Church down there.
“It’s beautiful, beyond imagination”
“Yes, but there is something much more beautiful than this”
“Ok I want to see that”
And the owner of the hotel told me that magical thing is
behind the hotel down approximately two hundred and fifty stairs. With just
this little information and a trust I started my journey, without knowing what I
was going to.
And I just ran down the stairs, I reached in an hour and
when I reached there I could not believe what I saw, it was like dream come
true, beautiful swing like bridge was in front one my eyes. It’s called ‘Living root bridge’ and the bridge is
made by joining roots of two trees across the river so that people can go across
easily. But now the bridge can even take the weight of a small car too. Cycle,
people and bikes the bridge can take the weight of anything. It’s called “Living
root bridge” as the two trees that it has been made of are still alive and
still growing. The bridge was made by a single person who himself joined two
tree roots and did this everyday and spend year after year to get the final
result. It’s in lush green valley and is must see for everyone.
The Meghalaya in North-east India have beautiful valleys,
mountain ranges, water-falls and breath taking views but the “Living root
Bridges are the must see. And it’s in Cherapunji town of Meghalaya, North-East
India.
With this my thirst to see the most beautiful place before I die
was somewhat quenched.
I am proud of my India.
