Sometimes I feel it’s difficult to put forward few experiences that we encounter during our travels. The experience which leaves you speechless, not knowing what to do say or write. It’s like fighting to find the words to express the feeling but unable to sum up in exact tone. Something which is happening with me right now, while Iam trying to put down my experience of Paragliding at Bir Billing in Himachal Pradesh. Finding no option, guess I will switch to another creative side of mine which I call as Poetic Expression
Bir Billing needs no introduction. Amidst all the serenity and beauty, Bir Billing is Asia’s highest point for Paragliding and is a well known site both among Indian & foreigner pilots. The place counts among one of the finest aero sports sites in the world which organises many world championship. Billing is the host of Paragliding World cup 2015, which will take place in October and will see the professional pilots participating from across the world. Apparently I paraglided in Bir Billing last year as well, only to be back again ;)
So let me share what I felt while I was in the air, feeling like a Flying Bird. To give you all an idea, the poem sums up my journey: how I decided to take on the roads .....
Looking up in the sky
I always had a dream to fly
So high and escape on the sly
Always wondering what it will be like to fly !
To open my arms and flapping my wings there
To feel the magic in the air
But I never thought I would be able to fly
No matter how much I try !
One day, I decided to put everything on hold
To test the wings of the gold
Flying Bird as Iam being called
Here Iam putting everything on sold !
Padded up with the equipment and head gear
With a glider & pilot on my rear
Waiting to experience the moment of joy
The time I decided to test the sky !
Run Run Run as I was ordered
Until suddenly I hung over Bir Billing, pondered
I could see the panoramic view of the valley, far below
The beauty left me astonished, wanting me to have more !
I took a deep breath to look down
To see what waits, if I fail or fall down
I noticed million of trees to get caught into
And a tender Earth to sink into !
And then I looked up in the paradise
Painted with blue, white clouds and snow capped mountains by its side
Shouting at me to give it a try
I heard them saying Fly Bird, Fly !
I felt the ground rushed up to meet me
Yes, I could smell the sense of independence and free
Filled with thrill, bliss and joy, I finally laughed
Freed from the shackles of Fear and nothing to fright !
My heart said it loud to me
It was just the beginning of my time and happy ME !!!
- By Road: Take a Shatabdi to Chandigarh or an overnight journey to Pathankot. Taxi thereafter
- By Bus: Take a bus till Dharamshala or Baijnath. Taxi thereafter
- By Air: Gaggal Airport is the nearest. Two and half hour drive thereafter