4th December, 2018
Through all these years, I have always been reminded that everything happens at the right time.
I had spent years reading about weekend getaways and camping in magazines and earlier this year in September I went for my first to Angadibail, Karnataka for the Mungaru Festival hosted by Buda Folklore.
Memories rushed of all the times I had spent on farms as a child and I was eager to experience it again.
We reached Gokarna from Bangalore, early morning at 6 am. Sadhna and Divya who accompanied me were as excited for their forest calling as I was.
We were picked up along with other invitees in a Mahindra Bolero by Uday, Savita's husband, Savita the founder and curator of Buda Folklore.
There we stood behind in the open truck as Uday zoomed passed into the lush forest.
While the first kiss of the morning sun was brushing my cheeks and the cold breeze of the forest was swaying with us, we were driving ahead in this bumpy ride on an open truck. It felt like the best welcome to hear exotic birds chirping and entering into the magical greenery of the woods that was right out of the Rudyard Kipling's Jungle book coming our way. A dream was unfolding right before my eyes. An unforgettable bumpy ride experience into the forest of the western Ghats. A sense of rejuvenation to my Body and Soul.