A very dear friend asked me to write about a part of my trip--
I had a blast driving from Kathmandu to Lucknow. With friends nursing a hangover- vagaries of blatantly trusting liquors in a foreign land. The hills of Nepal along the Gandaki/Narayani River chaperoned the road... Downhill almost all the way. Descending from the 4600' to the plains.
Then the poor roads of the Indian border and border district of UP. Almost felt as if at the end of this rainbow - you would find a pot of tarmac gold. Well- positive thinking never failed and Lo!! The GT Highway merged from the left. Out of nowhere.
Then the poor roads of the Indian border and border district of UP. Almost felt as if at the end of this rainbow - you would find a pot of tarmac gold. Well- positive thinking never failed and Lo!! The GT Highway merged from the left. Out of nowhere.
Indeed it was followed by a spectacular 75 minute chase of a setting sun, fighting the rising haze of the smog, evening fires for mosquitoes somewhere, dinners being cooked else where. Brilliant 120km- of a blazing sun-made bearable by is incessantly changing colours, a multi-hued' ball- in some primary colours/ R and Y... From saffron to yolk- turmeric to blood-- just about reminding me of an old -really old saying...
'If thought, was the fastest and the most powerful tool- can you create a new colour.'
'If thought, was the fastest and the most powerful tool- can you create a new colour.'
And for those 120 Klicks.. mesmerised you watched as if thought would win that battle... Maybe it did... Or maybe it lost, I was just in awe of nature, it's power and it's magic- that I cannot but remember the winner of an argument so profound.
Just a part of overall 260 km run on The Grand Trunk highway- into Lucknow and this was the 'overwhelmed' part of the drive that maybe my friend so wanted me to relate. And just before the historically potent town of Ayodhya sped up to meet us, the majestic moon rose in the east to bear down it's moonshine--- on the drivers face, strangely but lovingly to remind him- illuminated, with a moonbeam, it served to remind him, with the small print in the rear view mirror, that objects are closer than you think.
Wry smile and misty-eyed, we willed the phone to ring... It was about close to 'Zulu Time' in any case...
Wry smile and misty-eyed, we willed the phone to ring... It was about close to 'Zulu Time' in any case...
For a friend more there in spirit, but couldnt attend in person.
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