Yup well thought its the 'Cart festival' of Puri, which comes once a year. And for me too to go once. I along wid my brother and his friends, six on wid three bikes went on to reach the destination. While starting, it rained but the holy force, piousness enthriled us in such a way that we decided that what ever happens we should go. I was felling such power that even if there would be cyclone i would pierce into it. We began ours ride the way from cspur, Jayadev vihar, Kalpana, and then the straight road from it to Puri which was almost 60 km from the Bhubaneswar city. My brother rides bike fast but believe me if we had a jet engine then it would have been a lot better. Passing on daya bridge, cifa, kec college, we went on. Then came pipili, from here onwards i felt very divine feelings, to it added the people comming along wid us in large amount. Some on bikes, cars, bus, auto,and also in train. I was siiting at back of the bike wearing a raincoat as it was raining place to place. People waited in pan dokans, bara dokan( tiffin shop), and jhumpudis(small houses made up of hay), when rain use to stop they use to begin theirs route way once again. But we all were going on going looking at couples,old aged, chatra tokas, office guys, knungudas(womanizers), naluas etc... Still one thing i felt happy atleast all were of bhakti bhabanabale(Holy Attitude). Cold air and drizzle made me little uncomfortable but raincoat was saving me from water n air. We covered in this way almost 50km(Puri 60km approx). But from here twist happened due to traffic we were given a u turn covering 25 km extra before reaching puri. Passing through 25km, i recalled my child hood days how we had went on this way to see to see sunabesa( gold
dressed deity).On the way i saw the houses with high veranda,(myth says earlier brahmins hated sudras so to keep them down of their house they did so), a picnic spot and the old puri village which showed the Puri's custom n tradition, peolpe wid hokas(ganjeyi tana), wearing dhotis and glancing at us as if they had never seen a sahari(town) people. Reaching at talabana we headed for seabeach, parking our bikes n taking our clothes we dived into the sea, ohhhhh sea was so seducing believe me once you enter inside there was now way out. Bathed 45mins and then we headed to ours deity. We kept ours bike, purse, cellphone, ipods, boots at bros friend-sister house. We went bare foot walking 1km to reach near rath. Reaching their i saw the three raths had already reached gundicha mandir(the birth place of Lord Jagganath). The high mast light n evening scenario had turned raths into an ornament, it was such beautiful that which everybody loves to see. We went near the rath and started climbing like we do while tree climbing it was difficult but not impossible. We were first on Lord Jagannath rath(most beloved of all)
.The streak of light falling on deity and my way towards lord was like steps to heaven, but one thing was troubling me was the huge crowded path as lots were trying to go near lord all were pushing, angling everybody i too did so but wid lot of power i being tall headed up n using my hands to remove all creepers(people) to weed out from my way offfffff..... atlast i touched ours maker the lord Jagannath, when i did so i felt crying out, bursting, shouting but all emotions blasted inside my body, i got hold of Lord Jagannaths all body parts nose, head, hands, feet, eyes everything, i cried holding my lord shared my wishes, feelings, aims etc. In the crowdy moment i felt as if iam the first one to go swarg.Well after it, i was on my way to go down of rath while doing so a police man was trying to push me to which i politely said " peliba jadi bajeidebi"(if u push me i will thrash u), to which he became polite n said ok. But i didnt go down rather stayed on rath for a while feeling my feelings ,thinking my happiness, succes on reaching it, n also i meant glancing at one of our college mall(girl) who had recently married, came wid his bald headed husband, atleast i would have been a better option for her(just kidding). Going down along wid my bros, we six proceeded for Maa Subhadra rath, here also the same happened pela thela(Hustle-Bustle),here there was black man along wid a black blonde, but the blonde was unable to climb the ladder so in the way he was trying to pull her up, to which she was unable n people were shouting " arey bhai chala kahinki gahali Karucha " but the blacky why listen he was on his bussines when people opposed he said magh....(slang) i know u would have understood no need to laugh, read on. Reaching up i did the same as i did on Lord Jagganath rath. Last we went near Lord Balabhadra rath to which i did the same. Coming down i realised how difficult it was to do so but still i happily succeded. One thing i noted when there were female members(married, kali kundi, malls, small,etc..) everybody who haven't touched a woman yet, had got a chance of it knowingly n unknowingly. But i couldnt do it as i realised it late, well it might have been the wish or plan of Lord.
We buyed coconut n made prasad by striking it on the rath of Lord Jagannath. After this i felt relieved as if " Mission-Puri "accomplished. Walking on badadanda(the road from srimandir to gundicha mandir) relaxing myself, glancing at girls, tired ones, bhikaris, people selling toys, people sleeping on road, police men, joyed children, newcomers etc... but above all i was always thinking about my succeed on touching lord which everyones does so, as everybody gets this chance once a year. We buyed some khajas(sweet dish), i drank frooti, buyed medicine as one of bros friend was having headache. We took ours necesities from ours friends sisters house, it was about night 10pm, we headed to ours house on the way we stopped at a dhaba, had ours dinner and again started on ours way and reached home at night 1am, on the way i was thinking about God only n the poem of
" The LORDS are lovely, dark and deep."
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep............
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