2020 has been the year for all. I don't even wanna get started with all the negativity that has been the only news of this year. And with that has come along all kinds of restrictions, travel including. Here I am in Guwahati, working from home since March under this pandemic that has groped the world. With literally no sight of things easing off I've been forced to remain indoors for last 6 months, confined to my room and my work laptop.
The govt. had, however, started to relax norms gradually for people to get along and adjust to this new way of life. And with that we also tinkered about the idea of going somewhere close-by. There was this hill near to Sujju's home at Narengi which she proposed we hike to. Turned out it is one of the highest point in Guwahati and actually quite a popular weekend hiking trail. I had been only bulking up since last 6 months with literally 0 physical activity. Health had gone for a toss and I was itching to get my legs worked up. This all and without a second thought I agreed to venture out.
Now the thing is that it has been pouring like there's no tomorrow for the last 3 days here in Assam, and across many parts of North East India. We planned to go on early morning of 27th Sept, but it had been raining so profusely that I feared we wouldn't be even able to get out of our house, let alone hit the trail. The trail was almost 34 kms from my house, so an early morn start was inevitable. I woke up at 4:30 to darkness still ruling the skies. The torrential rains had stopped though, and rain drops dripping all around couldn't have made it a livelier and fresher morning. Without wasting any time I quickly rushed out with my dad still scratching his head like what's the fuss about so early in the morning.
Cruising through early morning on some rain drenched and empty roads is quite a feeling. With the clouds hanging low and greenery popping out Guwahati never looked so splendid. I reached the OIL township where Sujju was waiting. Picked her up to ride further up to Birkuchi where we'd be accompanied by Nirmali, who stays right below the hill. The roads leading up to her house were filled with potholes and took us a while to reach. A quick exchange of pleasantries and we were off walking on some rickety roads. The weather was gloomy and a cool serene breeze made sure we were in for a good day.