The onset of the monsoons with thunders, lightning and heavy rainfall was hugely welcomed by the Mumbaikars as it brought the sizzling summers to an end. As rainy days are meant for exploring outdoors using various adventurous activities, Team Mumbai decided to indulge in the monsoon magic.
Sharp gray cells brought back memories of Mumbai’s debutant outing to the rain kissed lush mountains of Malshej Ghat full of mist rendering a walk in the clouds. While the trip organizers plunged into making arrangements, announcement mailers were sent introducing the ‘La Destination De Choix’ as an exotic locale in the Sahyadri hills of the Western Ghats, extremely enticing under dark clouds and dense fog.
4th July 2010 dawned with cloudy skies in Mumbai charging the CSPians with enthusiasm. The trip kick-started by loading the bus specially booked for the event, with delicious and healthy gourmet.
Zooming from streets to highways, striking against the names of attendees, before long the bus was full of vivacious CSPians. Not wanting to deter their high spirits, the coordinators served breakfast sandwiches and juices energizing the CSPians into oozing chirpy cheer.
What started as a game of Antakshari, instantly turned into a mad chase of songs and syllables. The decibel levels shot up and everyone could sense the unusual fervor in the air. Finally when the human juke boxes were exhausted, a lesser known game Name-a-Brand was started. Slowly and steadily the number of participants grew and the bus was now clearly divided into two armies. Unbothered by the commotion, there were few who were dumbstruck with their close encounter with Mother Nature and preferred to sit back by the window, relax and comfort in the lushness of the beckoning greens.
As the engines roared to enter the Malshej Ghats, greetings unfolded in the forms of foggy skies and amazingly beautiful waterfalls justifying the reputation attached. Every eye tried to catch a glimpse of the captivating dense green valleys, cascading waterfalls & fog-smothered massifs.
Singing and dancing all the way through the turns and curves of the Ghats, we headed towards the Flamingo Resort perched at the edge of a cliff. It overlooks a moist deciduous forest and we saw the rugged mountains towering all around. We were humbled by the sight of the indomitable mountains. We were awestruck by the high velocity winds blowing across and the white clouds that enveloped us. We were so close to the clouds that we could virtually see and feel the clouds transforming into rain drops. Far from the maddening crowds and the dust & din of the usual Mumbai life, we felt as if we were purified from within.
Left all by self, CSPians were busy showcasing their photography skills, while some were savoring hot piping tea, and the rest busy relishing flavorful corn spiced with a little heat from chilli peppers and lime. Nobody wanted to come out of this scintillating realm of experience which was far above our wildest imaginations. But nevertheless, we had to board our bus to proceed to our next place of visit “Shivneri”, the birth place of Shivaji Maharaj - The great Maratha warrior.
We reached the foot of the Shivneri Fort after an hour drive. The route from the resort to the Fort was awesome. The bus was moving along a sloppy and curvy road from one side of the mountain up the slope to the other side of the mountain down the slope.
From the starting point itself, we could see the steep rocks along which the fort is built. We climbed more than 260 huge steps to reach to the top of the Fort with a lot of zeal. A halt on the way for nimbu pani refreshed us all. As we reached the top we were lethargic but the mind boggling bird’s eye view of the Junnar district was rejuvenating. We visited the temple dedicated to Goddess “Shivai Devi” and offered our prayers. King Shivaji was named after this deity. Right on top, is the “Shiv Mandir”, the place where King Shivaji was born. After resting for a while and clicking a lot of photographs we started our trail back.
As nobody had eaten the official lunch, we stopped at the Flamingo Resort on our way back. The caterers took 15 minutes to lay a lavish yummylicious steaming buffet. There was a pin drop silence as the hungry bellies were laid to a rest and the energy slump revived.
Night was falling and almost everybody was feeling sleepy, thanks to the tasty food and the lovely climate outside. A round of dumb charades began soon and this time CSP Mumbai found some wonderful artists. Thereafter, those occupying the front seats fell in the arms of slumber while those at the back grouped together and sang some amazing numbers which doubled as lovely lullabies.
It was as late as 11:30 p.m. when the last batch of tired trekkers alighted in Mumbai to head homewards. It was definitely a trip to remember for all that it stood for; lovely sights, untiring spirits and a wonderful display of team-work by CSP Mumbai.