Journey via heaven and hell- Part 3                      


To cut time sitting on these rocks, kill our fear, keep the hope alive was our new struggle now.The sounds of wild birds and animals, darkness all around, fear of snakes, lost in midst of jungle made us feel like spending the whole night was an herculean task. We both decided to live these moments to the fullest like this is the last day of our life. This gave us the confidence to break our enemy i.e fear. Slowly our tensions faded away. We started to observe good things of the nature – the open sky, twinkling stars above and the cool breeze flowing around. We started talking on various topics to spend time. We even talked about life after death. We played dumb charades, antakshari, word games etc. We both got more close to each other and understood each other more deeply. We both were equally hungry but nothing to eat or drink.That day I understood that even I can fast.
The climate was too cold, we were shivering without blankets. The scenario was reminding us of some movies. Each others support and company made all the odds bearable, but not for long, after a while cloud rose eating all the stars in the sky finally evaporating into rain. God is testing our patience so badly indeed, but luckily I had an umbrella in my bag. Since water was flowing around the rocks ,we had to stand up for hours now beneath the umbrella. She started singing songs to keep the mood alive and make me more active. I too joined her in that flow. With God’s grace ,rain stopped after few hours. We again sat on the rocks conversing with each other. The climate was more cooler than before and it was so chilling for us. I don’t remember when I slept but was woke up by her calling me pointing towards the sun which gave us a ray of hope.


We started our journey downwards. We were not getting the right paths which can lead us to a safe destination. We went through one route after the other searching the way but everything was in vain. Suddenly torch lighted in my brains and i thought what if we follow the water flowing through the forest . We started following it. The route in which water was flowing was a tough one because it was full of boulders, pits, tree branches and water streams. My hand got wounded because of the thorny plants. She fell many a time in the pit and hurt herself on the leg. Our bad luck, rain started pouring again all the way.

We didn’t care of anything nor we were afraid of the snakes which might have been there in that streams of water. After an hour and half of journey, we finally reached a place where we could see the broad daylight. The houses nearby boosted our confidence level. Our happiness at that moment cant be expressed in words. We were totally wet by rain water and our dress messy with muds and bits of branches and leaves on us.A villager stopped by and asked about us. We told the whole story. He told us that the forest had tigers and cobras and it was lucky that we survived the night. He took us to his home, gave
us food and clothes. As my pant was muddy and torn, he gave me his pants to wear. He even called us an auto to reach the town. These are the persons with golden heart which make us believe that humanity still exist. We thanked him and bid a farewell. We went along with his daughter and son in an auto to reach nearest town. It was a journey never to be forgotten in our lives. It was a journey via Heaven and hell.


previous parts of story ~

P.S. This story is written by my friend and me on his real life experience.
P.C. Self.


Journey via heaven and hell- Part 2                    

The top of rock was few feet above from bottom. So we decided to climb it up. In moment of living that serenity, we lost the track of time. The curvy path leading to the top is a different and difficult one and not as we thought initially. It was slippery and we fell couple of times.


The twilight started emerging, Sun started giving warning call. Yet we decided to fullfill our aim to reach the top. After a couple of time and with all our efforts, we finally reached top and it was like an eureka moment for us. We were so happy like we were on the top of the world. She pointed out to a building saying that it was her college. We could see whole of that place from the top. But little we knew was that  darkness was emerging sooner and faster. That very moment, we decided to go back. But we lost the way coz of darkness. We called out loudly so that villagers or someone might hear our sound and come for our help. We tried to find out human footprints so that we can follow the path.


But everything went in vain. We were searching all the alternate possible routes to go down, But most of the routes made us go further up. Lost in these forest in these darkness felt like deadly for sure. Now, seriously this place has become an hell. Suddenly some voice shook us up.

We felt like something is approaching us. She said some wild animal is coming towards us. We were definitely afraid of snakes as we were moving through grass bushes. We started moving forward with all our energy and vigour. We struggled till darkness spread its wings and we were left with only two options


–one is to still continue the mission downwards which was surely a gate pass to death in that dense and dark forest, and second is to move to a safer and open place to pass the night unharmed staying steady at a place.
We lost all our energy in the struggle to get downwards and we got fully exhausted. We were hearing whole lot of noises from all around. Everything put together, we decided to stick to the second plan with no other options left. We started moving forward using mobile flash. But in the mid, our only connection to the external world i.e. my mobile got switched off. We went upwards to finally reach a flat rock to sit and rest.
To be continued…

P.S. This story is written by my friend and me on his real life experience.
P.C. Self.

Journey via heaven and hell- Part 1

Two young bloods we were, both from different place, culture, caste, education, speaking different languages but we were united by one thing i.e LOVE

One fine day I  had some sudden
work near to her college. I finished my work mid afternoon and was calling her over phone. Her phone was out of network area. How can I forget, the place was still virgin of mobile towers, She had said me once,her hostel mates used to climb windows to get network. After trying for one hour,at last,the call got connected. I and her made a plan to meet at the nearest restaurant. Both of us finished our tea and snacks.So I was thinking,what next.Suddenly I remembered a place nearby I read about and  told her about that place called Konaje kallu . It is around 8km from her college. We decided to go there and reached the place at 4 pm. We could see 3 huge rocks on the top of a hill. As we both were adventurous, we decided to reach the top of the rock on the hills.


It seemed like the route to the cliff was not so easy as we thought. We were wondering which route to take. Our target was to reach top and back by 7 pm. The path was kind of sloppy curves and it was wet, like it rained here afternoon. The route was in midst of dense rain forest. We could hear chirping sounds of birds, sounds of insects and some unrecognised sounds. It might be of snakes or other animals. We even spotted some unrecognised creatures. But we subdued all our fears to reach our destination. From those slippery hills,dense forest and with all struggle, we reached the bottom of the rock .The bottom of the rock had a cave temple of lord Shiva. We prayed and sat there for sometime.



The scene was serene with full of greenery, fog all around and breeze of cool air which made us feel like it was heaven up there.
We could call it the nature untouched.

To be continued…
P.S. This story is written by my friend and me on his real life experience.
P.C. Self.

Yummy Dainty Paneer Tikka

Here comes our yummy, dainty, healthy Mr. paneer tikka,

Making us work for hours, not easy going , I must say.

Testing our patience like our mom.

Hung the curd whole night for him,

Chop the beautiful, colorful, magnificent veggies,

Then cruelly cut that white beautiful log of cheese in pieces,

Now to make it yum ,mix that hung curd with ginger, garlic paste and spices.

Just then next order raise his head,

Marinate all these white cheese and colorful veg with that yellow sticky paste,


It’s bit yuck, but what else I can do, Mr. tikka and my taste bud made me do that.

But here, where it’s going to end, Mr.tantrum I must say.

Again It’s his time to check our patience,

Now it will make us refrigerate the marinated stuff for hours again,

And after hours of wait, again still tiny miny work left,

Give touch of healthy saute for sophisticated health freak, and make me more tempted, says our Mr. tikka.

Then one last test of our patience more, as if tested yet less!

But this time it will reward us for sure,

Will make itself grill with our help for next 10-15 mins, and then all the tantrums of Mr. tikka gone and it’s ready to serve it’s best.

paneer tikka

P.S. For all those who love rhyming and cooking, can also check this poem

which i wrote months back .

while writing new one was remembering my this old poem a lot.

(rhyming is not perfect, but hope it served the purpose here)


p.c. self

My cake let me bake you today..

Hey my cake !

let me bake you today

Allow me to live the baking ,

and give you life today..


Let me bring the flour and butter for your soul ..

And Allow me too to go ,

And bring the  baking powder and soda for you,

So you may become more fluffy and soft today…

It’s your day you say egg or milk,

With whatever you want to go ..

choose a flavour too for your taste,

chocolate or vanilla whatever goes  with your mood today….

And here Just a small gift from me to you,

cheery cubes to bring smile to you..

let me do bit battling for you now,

and make my hand work bit for you..

And here comes your turn,

you go and live a heat in that oven, a bit for me today..

And here it goes,

spreading your smell in my neighbors nostrils,

inviting them for dinning at my place today..


Hey Thank you my cake,

for allowing me to make you alive and live a baking today..

( a short funny poem for all those who love rhyming and baking)


P.C. Self