Macritchie Reservoir

We spent the day at Mac Ritchie reservoir looking at huge gnarled trees, listening to the soft sound of water trickling along crevices of the ground and watching birds fluttering around us. Does indeed sound like a restful day. But we weren't a bunch of picnickers out to enjoy the romantic weather. We were an energetic, passionate group of trekkers out to explore the 10 km of the MacRitchie forest trail on foot. No rain, or shortage of food or water could deter us from this task.  There was not one coward among us who unable to stand the ordeal tried to scamper to the nearest exit. Or maybe the reason why no one scampered was because the nearest exit was 10 km away. Whatever be it, trek we would and trek we did.

There was a lot of singing along the way - the ubiquitous Antakshri played at every gathering. We crackled twigs under our feet and scared stray squirels, as we walked singing all along the way.

Admist all this singing and frivolity, as we ambled through the jungle, I felt at peace. Cut off from civilization, forgetting for that time any other academic commitment, strolling with the light rain drops caressing my face, I could feel the serenity of a place undisturbed. A place hiding many secrets, which lay still in daylight, but would come alive at night, Where no man would dare to walk alone in the dark, a place that opened itself to us in those few hours. Tall trees, wild berries, stray mushrooms, a tortoise, the fish in the water, reptiles - all a part of this forest, let us make an acquaintance with them. Such an acquaintance that it wouldn't be forgotten soon.

Loved the day !