When my heart is in accord with the nature, everything sparkles with life. The moment I am in the heart of the nature, everything seems lively and wonderful, the colour, the grandeur, the music and the splendor of the mother nature. The healing sensation and refreshing feelings the nature blesses me are beyond my conscience to express.
Yesterday I walked up the Nganglatrong path in search of my misplaced backup charger. I knew that it would be a mere waste of time. It was just my assumption that the charger got slipped out of my hamchu when I was on my way to offer Tashi khadar (ceremonial scarf) to the recently elected local leaders of the Ngangla Gewog. Actually I absent-mindedly lost the thing. However just to confirm my assumption, I went for the search.
At the same time I was prepared not to regret over the tiring uphill walk if I wouldn't find my charger.
With my camera in my hood shirt pocket and a sack rolled under my arms I began my search. I looked mostly the right side of the path because our gho's opening is at our right. The path was thickly carpeted with fallen leaves. Some leaves were falling to further thicken the carpeted path. Few birds were in sight. I froze my movement whenever I could sight a bird or two in the branches or bushes. I took photos if I could and savour the captures. When I couldn't capture the birds due to the delay in taking out the camera or missing the light shots on my subject, I calm myself with a thought that I would be blessed with better shot the next bend.
Of a couple of birds I saw on my way up, a Yellow-bellied Fantail offered me a perfect rest while blessing me with some splendid shots. As soon as my eyes meet the bird in a branch, I unzipped my camera pouch and shot out the lights. The bird flew away. And the camera revealed only blurred capture of leaves and twigs. I sensed that the bird knew my presence and took off for its safety. I put back the camera in my pocket. I resumed my walk. After a step or two the bird appeared again on the same branch. So stealthily, I stepped back and began to take shots. The bird moved back and forth from the skeleton branch and the leafy branch. I could capture the bird whenever it lands on the bare branch. Having to zoom more, I have to hold my breath in order to have clear shot. In that moment of holding my breath over a stretch of about 5 minutes, I felt rested. And moreover refreshed. Even more than that I sensed a sense of fulfillment reeling in me. I almost forgot about my real mission.
For being successful in stealing some of the bird's moment after few minutes of my walk, I thought I wouldn't have to regret even if I couldnt accomplish my mission of finding the charger.
I resumed my journey. The bird continued its flight between the two branches, the bared one and the leafy one. Not forgetting my mission,I looked everywhere towards the right. At the same time I also scanned the woods. Few patches of clouds were rolling in the sky. The birds were in chirp, some near and some far. After few minutes up, some pink flowers appeared alongside the path. I don't know the name of the flower. Locally it is called Choepala Meto.
The blooming of the flower is a indication that their main and annual festival, Choepala is approaching, the locals belief. By the time the people observe the Choepala which is about 10 days away, Choepala Meto will be in full bloom adorning the nature. I took a couple of shots of the flower and then focused the camera down towards the school.
Then as had throughout the walk, walking, huffing, scanning nature and focusing towards right, I reached Nganglatrong. No backup charger! My mission failed. But I didn't regret. I enjoyed the walk and observed many things in the wood.
I took rest for few minutes. Now I had to forget my mission of searching my charger. Instead I had to execute the new mission of collecting some humus while decending down to the school. The sack that remained under my arm would be unrolled and filled on the way home.
On the way, I was again thrilled with granduar of nature. Great patches of clouds in the sky, green trees against the backdrop of blue mountain and brown carpeted paths were priceless wonder I felt and seen. The birds' tweeter and crackling of leaves and twigs under my feet were so soothing. A mountain bulbul alike bird on a branch froze me again. I quickly pointed my camera towards the bird. Since I was facing against the light, I couldn't capture clear shots of the bird. Referring the bird's greenish upperparts and streaked throat, I considered a mountain bulbul. Though I wasn't sure about the bird, it gave me a perfect moment to capture some drongos in flight. Without having to step further and let the birds know my presence, I could capture all the drongos that appeared on a tree few meters from me till they disappear one by one in tall trees. When the birds were not appearing, I captured great colour of the nature inspired by faraway grey sky, bluish mountain, bare trees, clothed trees and leaf-filled paths.
Finally I was back with half-filled sack of humus for the flower pots at the school. But my heart was fully filled with happiness inspired by all the elements that I came across. Although I couldn't find my charger, I found splendid joy walking through the wooded path.
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