I was shattered by the cruel phases of my life and didn’t have any idea how to collect those shattered pieces and move on. But then they say, the best part of being sad is that you learn something. And one beautiful morning, I decided to ride again. I mustered enough Courage to say to myself that you are way worthy of all the beautiful things that nature is holding in her.
Every depressed person has his or her own story of combating depression. So the same thing may work for few but not for others. My story is something weird. I decided to fight against it by doing what I am good at. Ride. A ride for my life…
This splendid 5000 kms of Motorbike trip spread over 14 days changed everything for me. My initial plan was to start from Delhi and cross Lucknow via the longest expressway Agra – Lucknow expressway of whopping 550 kms. Next day reach Silliguri via Muzaffarpur and cross the Indo-Bhutan border and enter Bhutan via Phuntsholing. Then Cruise across Bhutan starting from West Bhutan and going towards East Bhutan.
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The route plan was Delhi- Lucknow – Silliguri – Phuntsholing – Thimphu – Haa – Chelela pass – Paro – Tigers nest – Thimphu – Dochula pass – Punakha – Chimi Lhakhang – Phobjikha – Gangtey – Trongsa – Chumhi – Jakar – Tang valley – Ura Valley – Jakar – Trongsa – Tingtibbi – Gelephu (border city) – Silliguri – Lucknow – Delhi.
I decided to find my solace by motor biking to world’s happiest country Kingdom Of Bhutan. Bhutan is a purely mountainous country. Nested in the Himalayas, more than 60% of its area is still forest covered. It’s a land of history, mystery, and culture. I can relate myself to nature very well. Travelling on my bike on Bhutan’s road is so unpredictable that on an average it had 10 turns per kilometer. Altitude changes frequently between 2000 to 4000 Meters. From Roads to no roads, rains mud slush winds… Nothing could deter me. Riding in the scorching heat of 45 degrees of four states namely New Delhi, Uttar Pradesh, Bihar and West Bengal, I reached the Kingdom of Bhutan and took shelter in the lap of Mighty Himalayas.
From dancing to the beats of a local club in Trongsa to roaming aimlessly in the plains of Bhumthang valley, from staying in Nirvaana lodge in Paro to a typical traditional homestay in Phobjikha, From local vegetable markets to eating cheese dishes or Dashi. From kids playing football to men’s playing archery, From staring at the majestic Jomolahri peak to Highest unclimbed mountain Gangkhar Puensum, from Phallus village to Mask face dance. And riding on the windy Chelela pass to the mesmerizing Dochula pass, from trekking to misty Tigers Nest to beautiful Dzongs of Punakha and Paro.
Everything was so fresh and full of energy as if they were scolding and shouting at me for hiding myself away from them and at the same time with the warmth they were trying to tell me that no matter what happens, no matter how you end up in your life, you can always turn towards us and we will never let you down.
Now that I have got those formalities out of the way, I would be happy to help those suffering from any sort of depression. Remember – there is always light at the end of the tunnel, but only for those who see it…