THE MISSED CALL

Change is inevitable. We see it every where.When i started blogging here it was a different me. But now much water has flown down the Ganges. It will really be amazing  to have journey down the memory lane. After Kedar-kanda, Sandakhphu was my destination this summer. As was my first with Uttarakhand , it met with failure too. of course the timing was not a perfect one but it was the perfect time to see nature in it's full imperfection or perfection if we see it that way. Right from Burdwan it was raining heavily. But we expected some kind of miracle and as usual we did not have it. Moneybhanja, from where we were to start our trekking, welcomed us with heavy downpour and right through continued to bless us with shower. So we had to hire a Landrover  that took us , actually packed us up to the peak, to be frank. Well the peak welcomed us with a sweet and bright sunshine. We had clear view of the surrounding and of course late at night we dared the freezing cold and wind to have a look of Kanchenjunga. On our way we got a taste of the wilderness of Singlila National Park, famous for it's Red Panda. Unfortunately we were not fortunate enough to have a sight of the creature that are almost on the verge of extinction. Hazy weather spoiled our short encounter with the eastern part of Himalaya. Still nothing comes with nothing.