I have cried out of happiness before, I have cried out of absolute sorrow too. But very few times, I cried out of love. Those two days experience is one such instance.
Knowing no where to go, on seeing a huge field overlooking hills, I asked a shopkeeper near by whether I can pitch my tent over there. To my surprise, a young boy in his teens came and asked me to follow him, so that he can show a place where I can pitch my tent. Then came an army of young boys, his friends. They all are surprised hearing that I'm traveling alone and wanted to help me immediately.
Was that help? It is much more than that. They caught some crabs from neadby water stream, they cooked for me by making a fire.
'Anna namma guest oo, chennaga nodkobeku' {Kannada}
(Trans: 'Brother is our guest, we should take care of him in a great way')
'Oye, anna athra duddu iskobadro. Nammathra yenide adralle madana' {Kannada}
(Trans: 'Hey, don't take any money from brother, we'll arrange everything from whatever we have')
These are the usual things they keep on saying among themselves.
'Anna, nagngalla unga tambinga madri anna' {Tamil}
(Trans: 'Brother, we are all like younger brothers to you')
They said this and stood on it.
They got me fruits, they got me tea, they got me biscuits, they got me chips, they took me for fishing, they took me to a river stream.
They are extremely brave and beautiful souls.
They are young people, not earning anything for themselves, still they stood by me, they wanted best for me.
I don't know whether I can ever be able to thank them. May be being good in my life would help.
Oh! Did I mention about the kind of sceneries I could be able to see from the place I camped! I was mesmerised. Chikkamagaluru surroundings are truly beautiful. You should check it out.