Will you live your very last day,
The same way as you lived
Your first?Will you cry, smile, laugh, and play —
The same way as you did following
Birth?Will you still look at the world
Full of wonder, love, curiosity, and excitement?
Or will you be dark, bitter and cold,
Without a single drop
Of enlightenment?
“With a tiny phone light to battle against the steadily overcoming dimness encompassing us, we cross the pitch dark railroad burrow no.7. With ready ears to hear any trains drawing closer the passage so we don’t turn into a mutt murdered and splattered by the behemoth train, having persevered through one such hair raising knowledge two or three hrs in a passage like this. The ears are the main useful navigational framework in these passages , yet the solid wailing winds blowing through the passages is not improving matters. The feet is throbbing past limits because of strolling 14 kms on those free stones covering the railroad track. We had quite recently crossed the Dudhsagar Railway station and as far as anyone knows are near the subtle Dudhsagar falls. The scary sound of the crying wind is broken from time to time by water leaking through the passage rooftop and falling on our as of now rain soaked body. Despite everything we push on with our body on the grounds that we know the end is close. The passage closes and inside of two or after three minutes we hear a forceful thunder. Is that a train ????!!!! Not certain about it we approach it circumspectly. Furthermore, BEHOLD !!!!!!, we get the first perspective of the glorious Dudhsagar Falls streaming in its full magnificence. Being the fifth tallest falls in India, tumbling from the tallness of 310 mts (taller than Jog falls), this was not one of those to be taken gently. As we approach close to the falls ,the may of the falls is shown in the different biological system it has made in its quick surroundings which included steady fog and rain. We remain amidst railroad extension fabricated amid the British time and get splattered by the downpour drops inside of no time. Awestruck we cannot keep our eyes off the fantabulous DUDHSAGAR” . This is the means by which the highlight of the storm trek to Goa can be portrayed in one breath.
Lush Green Forest of Mollem National Park
Dudhsagar Falls as seen from the railway tracks
A sudden plan during late September to visit Goa during the peak monsoon season is not something one looks forward too but well you guys know me, what is unseen attracts me more. Moreover having a place to crash in Goa is a bliss. I visited Goa countless times during winters, New year call it any that. It’s my home away retrieve place. Just drink some beer, cook food and go out for walk at the beaches. That’s my routine but monsoon are different calls. Every beach will be desolate and rain would n’t stop for days not even for an hour’s. Consider going to Goa in Monsoon on the off chance that you lean toward nature over group, adoration getting splashed in unforeseen gives and have ever pondered where did the greenery vanish in India.What’s more, I entire heartedly suggest getting this built up destination in the non-advertised storm season for various reasons – no activity, uncrowded shorelines, breeze and wonderful climate, deals, fun of getting doused, view taking care of business and so on and so forth. I mean who needs to rests on a swarming messy shoreline on a burning summer day? Give me a nature’s shower amongst the shades of green any day. So next time you plan to decide where to head monsoon don’t forget Goa. Moving on towards our monsoon trek to Dudhsagar falls.
By the way meet Yajur Nagpal, my best friend from Delhi living and working here in Goa. Yeah this bearded guy below lol. When i told him our crazy plan to Dudhsagar he readily joined with two of his room mates. Little did they know how bad it can get.
We parked our car at Kulem, and started our trek to Dudhsagar,normally people take train form here to castle tock but we wanted to walk all the way. Within 20minute of our trek it started raining and we guys neither we had any raincoats or umbrella. I had to keep my camera securely inside my bag which was good idea considering that rain didn’t stop the entire day. Walking on tracks is a tricky business as due to rain it kept on slipping. But the green azure around me across the mollem forest was indeed breathtaking. Before sufficiently long the course was immersed in fog and we experienced the first prepare on the track. It was a mystical involvement with the headlamps of the train puncturing through the fog filled encompassing as though a flame devil breathing flame. Before sufficiently long our first passage came into perspective. This was around 200 m long and we had a great time crossing through it. At that point came the second, which was the longest at around 450m and part of the way through the passage , heard a trains horn and after that it occurred to me that I was cornered by this flame evil spirit oblivious, wet and grimy prison. I was distant from everyone else right now with Yajur and his friend just about 100 m behind me. Straightforwardly went to the mass of the passage, checked the ground for any crawling reptiles and after that held my body against the divider. Gradually the train entered the passage, lights bursting and with the sharp horn. At first I was apprehensive since I couldn’t make out whether I had adequate crevice, bcoz of the way that I couldn’t see layout of the train in the haziness on account of all the glare from the trains front lamp. Before sufficiently long the train passed me with just about 50-60cm in the middle of me and the train, and the vibration and the sound inside the passage was opened up to such an extent, to the point that you begin dreading for your life. Halfway when this long products train passed me I could see light entering the end of the passage, however all of a sudden I couldn’t see it no more. “F**K !!!!! F**K !!!!! F**K !!!!!”, I swore, immediately expecting that whatever was entering the passage was too huge and I would be hit unquestionably by this additional vast burden. Freezing, I sat tight for the unavoidable, however soon enough the end came which was only the gigantic dark smoke created by the back motors 😛 which thus had hindered the light. Completely darkened up by this smoke and shaken up I left the passage 🙂
In the wake of trekking for very nearly 2.5 hours, we achieves the Sonalium station, from where we can ready to see the Dudhsagar station, yet not the waterfalls. We took rest for 10 mins and afterward began our trek once more. Sonalium station was exceptionally fundamental station and there is no spot to camp close to the station. From sonalium, the perspective point is only 1km. After strolling for 15 mins, we could see the first perspective of the waterfalls. We need to trek for atleast 10 mins more from the first view to get the full perspective of waterfalls. We came to the first view after trekked for very nearly 3 hours. When we saw the lovely waterfalls, everybody was so cheerful and feel loose and this perspective gave an additional help for us. I was sitting for very nearly 10 mins viewing the delightful perspective of waterfalls. We took a few photos of the perspectives and again began our trek to waterfalls.We need to trek for only 15 mins to achieve the water tumbles from the perspective point. We came over some little water falls, long collapses between the perspective point and Dudhsagar waterfalls. As it was raining all the time , we couldn’t get the full perspective of the waterfalls. Of course, Dudhsagar was magnificent, thundering, streaming at full pace.But since of the time requirement we spent just 15 mins close to the waterfall and begun trekking towards Dudhsagar station. We came to Dudhsagar station @ around 3PM. We need to trek for right around 1km to reach Dudhsagar station from waterfall. I truly cherish the principal perspective of waterfalls from the cavern that comes in the middle of the waterfalls and the station. I additionally cherish the old Dudhsagar station, which look great in storm, with green patches.
We came to the station by 5.45PM and enquired whether there are any cargo trains that will go to kulem. In any case, even the station chief wont be having any thought regarding the cargo train calendars till they achieve the caranzol station. Everybody in our gathering were extremely drained and they were not in a temperament to trek the distance till kulem. But we can’t sit in hope cause it was getting dark and with no respite from rain we all started to feel cold. By 6.30 it was pitch dark and you can’t see a inch in front of you. We all held each other’s hand and crawled forward. To be honest, i was fuck scared caused every moment some noise would creep out from some where and my imagination will go crazy. We I slipped many times and Yajur was cursing me for bringing him here in name of adventure cause this was shear madness. We reach a station where few more people were standing but no time chart for any train soon. It was impossible to walk till Kulem now as we had no light source. So we held tight and waited at there. I guess at around 10PM we heard a train sound in distant and got our self prepared to ask for a lift. The driver agreed to give us lift but he just slowed the train and didn’t stop, we had to match our speed with the train and climb up like in movies. Hell yeah! At last we could get the gatekeeper bogie and instantly prepare begun moving. That cargo train trip experience was so important and extremely energizing. Sudden breaks, bastards, perspectives of valley, perspective of forest from the train, sound of animals and sere silence of the tunnels everything went immaculate till we reach kulem. We thanked the train driver for giving us lift and our day came to an end.No old monk tonight but our weary body and sunken motivation required some wine. It was one hell of a trip for me, sometimes being unprepared teaches you so many things in life but always respect nature.
The rain, it is said, rejuvenates. It clears out the old and brings forth new life. That’s just what we needed, and exactly what we found, in Goa, in the monsoon. somewhere this trek cleaned me from Inside.
Want to know where to head in Goa during New year ? Hang on to my next post. Till then, keep jaunting. 😀
Tips on visiting Dudhsagar and Castle Rock
- A passenger train leaves every morning from Madgaon, Goa for Kulem. From Kulem, get on a goods train (request the motorman) and jump off the train at Dudhsagar. It is not an official stop. Regular trains do not halt at Dudhsagar.
- Alternately get there from Castle Rock, again by a goods train. Chances of this train halting at Dudhsagar are higher than from Madgaon.
- Or take an Indian Railway train like Amravati Express and get off at Sonalium. A couple of kilometers’ walk from Sonalium will get you to the Dudhsagar waterfalls.
- Get a map of Madgaon. Names of some train stations are similar (Kulem and Kalem) and can be misleading. Having a map will avoid any confusion.
- No food is available at Dudhsagar waterfalls. You must carry their own supplies, preferably from Madgaon.
- And please carry raincoats or some sort of rain protection while you do this trek, don’t walk in slippers like me and please don’t thought garbage on the track.
Out of the office 
Stunning shots! Way to go..
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Thanks man 😁
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