Cold season and walking
on foot, both these were difficult tests. Residents of these places used to
shift in his season to the lower regions for their livelihood and for grazing
their cattle. Similarly, sadhus and hermits also shifted to lower regions to
escape the unbearable intensity of cold, icy weather. There used to be utter
silence in cottages in the villages. I had to undertake my pilgrimage under
such difficult conditions from Uttrarkoshi to
Nandanvan.
There was loneliness
throughout with no proper arrangement for boarding and lodging. Wild animals
used to roam about freely. Cold icy winds kept blowing all the time. The sun
used to remain hidden for long hours behind high hilltops. It was visible at
about 10 am, and disappeared behind the mountain peaks at about 2 pm. Even
though there was sunshine on the peaks, there used to be dim darkness at the
foothills. Hardly some stray person was met on the trail. People stirred out
only when there was some inescapable work like death of someone. For me the
entire region wore a deserted look. My only inseparable companions were my
palpitating heart and thinking mind. I was being put to a test whether or not I
could undertake a long journey under such difficult conditions. My faith rooted
in the heart told me that so long as providence wills me to live, no one can
kill me. My mind contemplated that there was life in trees, in flora all
around. Birds live on them. Fish live in water. Wild animals wander in the
forest. They remain alone and quite unclad. I told myself, "When there is
profuse and riotous play of life in the forms of flora and fauna, all around,
how could this region be called deserted. It is unbecoming of you while
professing the maxim vasudhaiv kutumbakam to feel yourself cut off from the
flow and manifestation of universal Life in myriad forms, of which you are an
indivisible portion. Is it not a fallacy to consider human beings alone as
living entities?"
My pilgrimage went on and
with it continued my thinking. As man is in the habit of living in a community
he is afraid of loneliness. Darkness is another big cause of fear. Throughout
the day man lives in the light. In the night lamps are lighted to dispel
darkness. But darkness in wilderness is much more frightening. A yogi has to
get rid of this fear. Fearlessness has been regarded as an important quality of
spirituality. In its absence, mind remains unsteady.
Another danger in this
awe-inspiring silence of the wilderness of the Himalayan region was the fear of
wild and ferocious animals who stalk freely in the darkness of the night in
search of their prey. Any encounter with such animals in the night amounted to
direct confrontation with death. In the all-pervasive silence of the wilderness
such animals came out even in day time in search of their prey and water. I had
to face all these hazards during this journey.
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