A trip to remember

Hampi, one of the UNESCO World Heritage Sites and a famous historical place; historical for us but famous in foreigners. I heard about the place from my cousin who is a history student, but any place having lots of temple was never my first preference to roam around and that’s why every time my Hampi trip got postponed. But as we all know, it’s always a better choice to move at life’s direction when you are not getting any better move by yourself; finally I booked the ticket in Hampi Express and visited this place. And truly speaking this was one of my heart pleasing trips till today.

Rocks, river, hills, breath-taking views, our TVS-champ; the bike I have taken on rent to roam around, round-boats, our hut, our nature walks and most prominently, the monuments, which includes beautiful temples, palaces, remains of  collapsed structures, ancient market streets, royal pavilions etc-etc. Every monument covers more than what they expose. This was my child-hood dream if I could live inside history pages and Hampi has made it true.

This was our last day in Hampi and that’s why nobody, neither we nor our camera was very charged. Nothing much was left to explore. We had arrested around 400 pictures as well as 5-6 nice videos of this paradise. Our camera was very much overloaded with our earlier day’s fun and we too feeling the same hangover.

It was 10:00 a.m. and we were still in the bed. Accepting the fact, finally I put my camera for charging and in-between Rashmi called room-service and ordered two teas.  I think each of us were pushing other to get ready for the day. Finally around 11:30 we were ready to explore the remaining part of hampi. We still wanted to add lot more for our memory and that’s why Rashmi’s right hand was always outside the taxi, holding camera in her hand whereas I was trying the same but through my eyes. In other words I can say we both were busy in collecting the proof of this awesome and unbelievable place in our own ways.

“Memory Full “, suddenly Rashmi got this message on the camera screen. I think our camera had just given up by saying I can’t read the history further. But Rashmi was not in mood to stop and that’s why she started cleaning all unwanted elements from the camera. She was busy doing her job and I was just watching, how she is keeping all my pictures even if it’s bad but not giving the same favor to her pictures; I believe this is one of her silent way to say, “I love you more than myself.”

In between we finished all the places and stopped to have lunch and she was again busy with clean up where as I was looking into menu card.

“Look! It’s showing ‘zero images’ message.” I heard a confused voice of Rashmi. Immediately I seized the camera and checked. “Fuckkkk” this was the only word which I could speak that time. She was correct; there was no image in the camera. We had lost all the beautiful memories within a fraction of time.  We were almost faint. Usually in this situation I used to shout but this time I was totally silent. I think it’s because I have already seen the guilty feeling in her eyes or maybe it’s because I knew she is sadder than me. Whatever, but the truth is, we had lost all the proofs of this unbelievable journey. I know this may sound very stupid but really, we were out of mind for some time, totally blank, not able to have a bite of our food. Only wish was to rewind our life for five minutes.

Definitely some people may call us crazy, for reacting in such a manner and that to for some pictures. But my theory is slightly different in this case which says every picture contains a story behind it, may be a small but always, just like monuments.

Well, we took 30 minutes to recover. I checked the time, its 2:30 pm. Still 5 hrs left to go. “What to do?” We asked to each other. Let’s stop here, may be its all destiny written, we can’t do anything. Let’s re-start this again and write a brand new destiny. Evil me and good me were fighting loudly and truly speaking, I couldn’t understand anyone’s voice but asked the taxi driver to take “U” turn. I didn’t know, was I trying to get her smile back or it was my “Never give-up” attitude, but again our taxi was running on the same old roads.

Hampi is really a dream place for many tourists who want to visit these historical monuments at least once in their life-time and its, us who were turning the same history pages again, that too, in the interval of 2-3 hrs. I don’t know its funny or being luckier, but anyhow, we had recovered almost 60 % memories back.

I was recalling the “If” poem of Rudyard Kipling and feeling like a “Man”.

I know this is very small incident, may be not worth to discuss or write. But when I rewind my life in thoughts I found many more similar incidents in which sometime I lost my best friend, sometime I misunderstood my brother, sometime I made my parents angry and sometime I made my beloved cry.

I know it all happened because I haven’t made one more push that time.

No doubt that it was my ego who had stopped me to take “U” turn.

Or in simple words I could say, I just gave-up.

But now 

searching for a “Rewind” button in life...................................