During a two-day trek to Siraichuli, the highest peak in Chitwan District, I embarked on a journey that would etch itself into my memory forever. I was accompanied by my close friends and brothers from Capital Engineering Firm—Chandra, Rahul, Amul, and Diwash. Together, we set out from Saktikhor, walking through the dense jungle that stretched ahead of us, filled with both adventure and mystery.
The path wound through quiet forests and villages, as we climbed higher toward our destination. Lush greenery surrounded us, with each step bringing us closer to the tranquility of the hills and further away from the hustle of daily life. We spent our first night at Chaukidada, resting under the starry sky. As the night grew darker, the camaraderie deepened, laughter and stories bouncing off the quiet hills. There was something magical in the simplicity of it all—just us, the mountains, and the crackling warmth of shared memories.
The next morning, we resumed our trek with renewed energy, our sights set on the summit of Siraichuli. The higher we climbed, the more breathtaking the views became. Snow-capped peaks like Gausankhar, Dhaulagiri, Langtang, Rolwaling, and Manaslu stood proudly in the distance, while the expansive Terai belt stretched out below us like an endless green ocean. It felt as if the entire world had paused just for us, offering a silent blessing from the mountains.
Upon reaching the top, we prayed to the goddess, a moment that filled me with a profound sense of peace and gratitude. The trek had been challenging, but the reward was worth every step. Standing there, surrounded by friends and the beauty of nature, I felt deeply connected to the world around me.
We descended to HattiBang for lunch, where we enjoyed a simple yet hearty meal. The villagers welcomed us with warm smiles, and we exchanged stories with those we met along the way. Their lives were lived with minimal resources, yet they exuded a happiness that was contagious. The children played with nothing more than sticks and stones, but their laughter echoed through the hills, reminding us that joy often comes from the simplest things.
As we made our way back to Saktikhor and eventually home, I couldn’t help but reflect on the experience. The trek had been more than just a physical journey—it was a reminder that life can be beautiful even with limited resources and opportunities. It’s all about perspective, about finding happiness in the present moment and appreciating the little things.
We captured countless pictures and videos, preserving these moments in time, but it was the interactions and memories we made with the people of those villages that would stay with me the longest. In the end, it was a wholesome, heartwarming trek—a journey that not only brought me closer to nature but also to the understanding that life, in its purest form, is a gift to be cherished.