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To walk in the woods is to celebrate our evolutionary heritages as they stimulate our thinking. They deepen our understanding and we should appreciate them for that. Moreover, walk in the woods plays a significant role as it encapsulates our struggles that one need to go through in order to better themselves.





Spending time in the woods isn't just pleasant, it is significantly restorative.








If you back in history, then you would understand how important is walking!? Our forefathers used to walk for days to get basic needs. They used to walk for days to get education. They used to walk for days carrying sick people to the health post. Now, freedom from walking has been craved. Only few unfortunate ones are forced to walk.

The history of walking is now paradox. It is so called an integral to human development. The walking habit is ceased abruptly. Walking is an analog in this digital world. However, it is more profound too. People choose to walk instead of ride. 







Last month I was asked by a friend; how are Tinpane Bhanjyang and Dochoki? To answer this question, I hiked all alone to the Tinpane Bhanjyang, the last southern mountain seen from my house. It is just, very far away from my house.
There are many ways to go there. But I chosed to go from the places where people are less walk by. With no expectation, I started walking from western side of my place, crossed Nakhhu river and took long narrow path with full of bushes on both sides, finally reached Tika Bhairav through Champi Village.







Now, with full of rejoice, my real hiking started to the mountains of wilderness. I took the Tika Bhairav-Tinpane Bhanjyang-Lok Nath Highway. Keeping insecurity aside, I entered the woods and with no surprise, birds welcomed my hike. They were singing for someone who was walking alone in the wilderness. Saying hey birdy, you are too cute, I was quickening my footsteps as I have to come back home again. In the middle of nowhere in the mountain, I wondered so much that 'Home' is so powerful word.  You know, home is something like little universe for living beings. Greedy humans, in the name of development and to satisfy our greeds, we are destroying the home of others.








The sun was shining brightly and the clouds were hovering over me and the mountains. My walk continued through the zig zag ways of the mountains. I didn't notice that how many mountains did I cross!? I just kept on walking to my destination noticing calm breeze coming from the mountains. The open air braced my body and mind as I felt so much exhausted and got headache. I thought of returning back from the middle of the woods.  But my mind was at liberty and sent me to my destination.





I got calm and energy again after taking a bottle of water and an apple. Along the way, I observed the nature, heard the chirpings of the birds and relished the sound of the trees. Wondered! How could I pronounce the sound of the trees!? After all, I felt the nature and captured the moments in photos and videos.
In a miraculous way, my hike ended up on the top and edge of the mountain, Tinpane Bhanjyang. Unbelievable, I came so far by walking here and I found myself resting at the edge of the mountain. Everything was healthy and calm here. I enjoyed the 360 degree views of lush and took gallons of fresh air and thanked those mountains for everything. They just made my day. It would be useless hike if I didn't admire the beauty and quintessence of those mountains. They really inspired me so much in many ways.



After spending few minutes at the edge of the mountain, I turned back and started my journey all over again. June 15, 2019, the day, I should remember for the rest of my life. 



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Location: Unnamed Road, Lele 44700, Nepal

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