Dragon vs. Elephant

It started at 2 am in the night. Our tent cover was shouting loud, and it made awake from a not so pleasant sleep. The wind was strong, as if trying its best to uproot our tent, and the rain was drizzling as fast as it can. The sound of dripping and the heavy rain were adding fuel to fire (read fear).

The scene is at the top of the hills, in the middle of jungle, surrounding full of snow and of course the wildlife. We trek up 24 km. all the way to the top. Having our first dinner in between dense woods, we were slowly making ourselves comfortable by NOT talking about the ‘possibilities’ of the night.  After arranging a nice campfire, we packed ourselves in our sleeping bags, and shut off our tents, just in hope that we won’t hear the roar. The time, the situation was like a dragon and we were conquering it hard by our elephant size confidence.

But at 2 in night, the dragon hollered out again. But elephant was still calm and quite. He was stable and was the common strand among six of us. The scene was fierce and scary, but the confidence was full to edge. Somehow some voice was telling us ‘AAL IZ WELL’. And soon the dragon settled down, turned his path and decently the storm passed away.

Later in the day, during the downhill trek, we had another encounter with the ‘dragon’. We lost our way, were moving randomly down the hill without a path. Listening sounds of water, gazing through every possibility of some signs, we were moving down. The sun was about to set and yet we had to cover about half our way. Dimming light was making the situation worse. Here again what comes into play was our ‘elephant’. The hope was full and so was our enthusiasm. Somewhere deep in mind we all are assured that we will reach town without any ‘serious’ trouble. And exactly what we believed had happened. And once again the elephant won the battle!

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