Environmentalist and his Claustrophobic Enlightenment.
I had no idea about the whereabouts of the place I was located, all I could hear was a hell out of a noise surrounding me. It was pathetic, all of a sudden, I realised the fact that I was claustrophobic.
It was a deep old cave and I had no hopes to bring my arse out from the old rock.
My sub conscious all of a sudden was busy about my last trip to Coorg where I had some paranormal experiences. My heart skipped a beat; However, I was mentally prepared that I had to spend my last hours in this No - man's cave.
In the darkest place where I was located, a lighter and a dead phone was my only pals. It almost took 4-5 hours to console myself. May be, a little bit of silence could have braved me, but I had no other option than listening to the nature's songs.
Being a environmentalist and a mountaineer, all my life I spent myself interacting with the mother nature. However, this was my first experience in the last 15 years of my journey. I guess the she wasn't happy with my way of interaction or my behaviour with her. Maybe thinking in that way would be wrong, but I felt my assumption actually made some sense.
In fact, I had indeed made this assumptions present in my thesis as well.
I felt constant deforestation and global warming would be a reason for the nature's anger and the human beings had to pay a very big price for all these blunders. Maybe that's how their fate shouts . Never in my life I had imagined myself getting lost in a cave and witnessing the nature's wrath.
But as they say, Everything might be written or well planned.
© Written by Vishal Aryan Komara
