starting while the city was asleep,
not far beyond the concrete jungle bright;
headed towards, we all traveling by a jeep,
preserved was a divine sanctity so quiet..
scrubbing through each stone & pebble,
a dry stream permitting us to climb up through;
crabs making way for us to settle,
sun, breeze, rains & the inspiring crew..
a perfect blend of humility & expertise,
made us together rise;
weaving through the soil, rocks & trail,
courtesy: the Elite Trekkers & the Indian Rail..
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