As the train approached Junagadh, it looked as though a constellation of stars was down to kiss the earth. At half past four in the morning, I reached the Junagadh station. An auto drove me to the foothill of the Girnar, that is approximately 15 km from the station and I realized that what seemed to be a constellation of stars from the distant was indeed an array of lights that lit the Girnar so beautifully and guided pilgrims throughout the dark.
It took me 2 hours to reach the peak of the mountain. I was right on time to catch the mesmerizing sunrise. The cold wind that blew brought goosebumps and looking at the spreading colors of the sun, my heart whispered to my soul that the climb was all worth it.
I was able to reach the peak in two hours because I climbed without taking any break, yes, literally without any break. I didn't even stop to take a sip of water. The climb is a bit exhausting, but the shower of cold breeze at the peak will definitely refresh your body and soul.
Mount Girnar which is considered to be older than the Himalayas is a sacred place for Jain and Hindu pilgrims. At the peak of Girnar, is the 'Akhand Dhuni' which literally translates to eternal flame, beleived to be lit by Lord Dattatreya himself.