Sunday, April 30, 2017

Abode of the Clouds: Day 1 – KFC, Dumb charades and Sa-I-Mika

Day 0: http://findvenu.blogspot.in/2017/04/abode-of-clouds-day-0-background.html

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 Let’s fast forward a bit. Woke up at 4 AM, Freshened up, checked in, caught the flight, slept for a bit again, watched few episodes of Bleach, landed in Guwahati…Phew. Guwahati, the gateway to the North East has a small yet crowded airport where photography is a strict no-no. I was waiting to get my luggage when someone called me from behind. They were my fellow travelers from Bangalore. First round of introductions done, luggage collected and out we headed into the great state of Assam. Known for its tea and silk, our first stop was meeting point oft mentioned in the Backpackers Meghalaya whatsapp group – Anand Tiffins. It looked like the only place where we could grab a bit near the airport and they made sure we paid a pretty buck to take that bite. Looked like a tea stall, priced like a star hotel, we had to content ourselves with a coffee from there as there was hardly any place to sit.

We spent some time thinking about what to do next, as our bus was to arrive at 10 and the last person was expected to land at 12 noon, it left us around 3 hours to kill. Finally the general consensus was to start walking from the airport and see where it takes us. It took us around 200 m from the airport to a mini food court which loudly called out to us - “Vaango!” Vaango was a vegetarian South Indian restaurant and had a quintessentially American Non vegetarian restaurant to accompany it – Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC). When we entered the food court, we saw a pile of bags in one corner and a group of people sitting with bored faces. That clearly gave them away as being our fellow travelers. Another round of introductions went through and from whatever we got to hear, we were stuck in KFC for a pretty long haul. New faces kept joining us and we kept getting better acquainted. The group assembled in KFC was a pretty varied mix. Rather than the often seen, bored out of their skin IT guys going to North east to cool their heads, we had people from all walks of the life – Advocates, Architects, Doctors, Stylists, Technical Writers, Photography students, Chartered accountants and of course, IT professionals. Around 10:30 Am, we got to know that the girl who was supposed to land at 12 had missed her flight.  This got a mixed reception. We were sad for her but also relieved that we would finally get to see more of the North east apart from the Airport and the KFC joint. Then came the kick in the nuts – Couple more people were expected and they would land only at 12:30. This left us almost another 3 hours to negotiate. By the time the much expected flight nearly landed, people were sharing Instagram handles and making new BFFs. As someone in the group put it about the late comers, “The last time someone would have waited this anxiously for them might have been at the time of their birth”.

But, every wait has its end and the final couple finally made their way out of the airport and into the bus – and we were off. Out of the airport, into the warm, humid Guwahati. Soon we left Assam behind and made our way into the cooler greener state of Meghalaya. Along the way, I got to know how out of touch I was with today’s music scene. Everyone would be singing along to the song playing and I wouldn’t even have a clue as to whether the singer was male or female. After a quick stop for lunch, our first real halt was at the Umiam Lake. We were a bit late so we had to content ourselves with a long distance view of the lake. Once we left Umiam Lake, we had on the bus with us, Nishanth, one of the co-founders of ChaloHoppo – the co-organizers of this trip. He was a veritable treasure trove of snippets about the North East. His tales about the Headhunting tribes of Nagaland had me putting a visit to Nagaland in my bucket list. Soon a small group started playing 20 questions – with 20 being negotiable. This “20 questions” then turned into “ Heads Up” and then finally to good old Dumb charades. This had the whole bus joining in with the left side of the bus pitted against the right side in a battle for charades supremacy. The hardest part was getting people to count the words in a movie name correctly. Even though our team was lagging behind at one point, we came back and took a hard fought victory right as we entered into the Sai Mika resort.

Now, picture this. A sprawling compound dotted by cottages. A brisk chill in the air. A near full moon bathing the whole compound in milky light and sounds of guitars being played welcoming us to the Sa-I-Mika resort. Couldn’t have asked for a better welcome into Cherrapunjee. While we were waiting for the rooms to be assigned, we sat and listened to the local band playing – although I couldn’t recognize most of the songs, the passion with which they played and the ambience of the whole place made it a really memorable experience. After some confusion regarding the room allocation, which was quickly sorted out, we retired to our rooms to freshen up and get ready for dinner. My roommates were Nikhil – A fellow IT Guy from IBM, Gurjyot – Current E&Y, Ex-Nivea and still very brand loyal and Prathamesh – An Enginering student pursuing a diploma in Photography in parallel.


Dinner was served in the main hall and as earlier, the local band’s music accompanied it. Even though most of us were tired, no one wanted to go back to our rooms. The chill in the air, the bonfire and the music made for a heady combination and most of us sat around the fire, singing along till after midnight. Finally it was time to call it a night and the number in all our minds as we went to sleep was 3600 – the number of steps that we would need to climb down the next day.

Abode of the Clouds Day 0: Background

It all started when my oldest friend got a DSLR. Discussing photography with him and giving him tips on how to shoot got me thinking about my own dormant DSLR. It has been quite some time since it had gotten a good work out. It was time to start clicking again. With this in mind, I searched for active photowalk groups in Bangalore. I was already part of Bangalore Photowalk but it hadn’t been pretty active in the near past. My search made me come across another group Photowalk Bangalore and without hesitation; I joined their whatsapp group using the invite link. The group had pretty strict guidelines regarding what could be posted there. I was content with being a passive participant for now. Then one day, a group member posted about a 4 day trip to Meghalaya organized by Photographers of India. Poor guy got blasted by the group admin for posting links to events outside the photowalk Bangalore group. But that message sparked something in me.  Meghalaya – The abode of the clouds, the only thing I knew about that state is that it has the record for the highest rainfall ever recorded (courtesy: Standard VIII Geography text book). But somehow the name itself brought to mind a cool green paradise.

Next step was getting the necessary home office approvals. Getting the leaves would be comparatively easy but I felt that getting my better half to allow me a 5 day break from father and husband duties would take some doing.  That wasn’t the case to be. One evening, during some idle chit chat, I mentioned to her about this trip. The response was “You go ahead, if you want to go”. Although I couldn’t believe my ears at first, I took that was the green light and set about planning the logistics. The flights to and from Guwahati were the first on the list. Then the necessary formalities to be completed as instructed by the trip organizers, finally came the requisite shopping to be done for the essentials. It was time to dust off my trusty pair of Merrel shoes and get my photographers vest cleaned up.

Meanwhile Photographers of India (Instagram: @photographers.of.india) kept me updated via mails and the whatsapp group on what to expect from the trip. The description of the trip sent across excited me and at the same time scared my shoes off – Climb down 3600 steps? Really? Somehow I pushed it to the back of my mind and just focused on getting myself to Guwahati. This would be my first solo trip since my two week North Indian sojourn before my marriage.


My flight from Bangalore was at 5:55 AM on 13th April. There came the first choice to be made. What time should I get to the airport? Should I stay at home, get up at 2:00 AM, get ready and proceed to the airport by 3:00 AM? Would I be able to get cabs at that time in the night? Would I get enough sleep? Would I wake up on time? Another option was to leave home by 10:30, Reach the airport by around midnight, catch around 4 hours of sleep there, wake up, get freshened up and proceed with the boarding formalities. The more I thought about it, more sense the latter option made to me. I didn’t want to think too much so finally decided to go with Option 2. 13th night came; I was all packed and prepped up, saying my good byes. An Ola cab was waiting to take me to the airport. Being night time, it hardly took me 45 min to reach the sprawling Kempegowda International Airport, Bangalore. All that was left was to find a comfortable place to park myself and shut my eyes for a few hours before I could awake into the first day of a much awaited journey.