There are moments we have in our lives which push us closer to what we want to do. I ended up going on a short one day trip with my dad to Yercaud. We started our drive, steering through 20 hairpin bends. The sun shone brightly, lighting the trees and the ghats in front of us while the hills which were distant was enveloped in a fog of clouds.
The car reached a small deconstructed road which led to Kiliyur falls. We set foot on our journey of numerous steps with nothing but a camera and phones in our hands. Assuming, the walk wouldn’t be too arduous we didn’t bother carrying any water. We climbed down a flight of metal stairs which seemed easy enough. The view of the valley was gorgeous. It was afternoon, but it was rather pleasant. So we decided to go further down. The large stone steps made it difficult to get down easily. Although, the silence made it all worth it. All we could hear was the chirping of birds and crunching of dried leaves and gravel under our feet. We were fortunate enough to come at a time where there weren’t too many people around. I let out a deep breath I didn’t know I was holding as we kept climbing down the seemingly unending steps.