On a weekend that was longer than usual, we, a bunch of four weary software professionals, yearning to get off our bums, decided to head off to the majestic western ghats – destination Hebri. Every moment of that weekend was enthralling to say the very least. Be it driving through the dense, mystic Malnad woods while playing enrapturing music, or meeting fear in the eye – socializing with the loathsome leeches in their thousands, and riding the violent rapids of the Sita river. Blessed were we to see Jog in its crowning glory – a sight that made our lives worth. While the nation celebrated independence, so did our spirit. The elusive joy was simply bountiful.
Context: Reminiscing the Hebri & Jog trip - unmistakably, the best trip of my life.
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