Journey to Badimalika: A Trek Through Nature's Grandeur

The journey to Badimalika began with a feeling that the path itself was a greater story than the destination. The journey started from Dhangadhi. There was excitement in the heart as I boarded the vehicle in the morning. But sleep still lingered in the body. The road gradually left Dhangadhi behind. Crossing the flat terrain of Kailali, we headed towards the hills. After crossing Attariya, the welcome of the hills began. Turns upon turns. Deep gorges below. High peaks above. As the vehicle turned, sometimes it felt like we were going left. Then, after a few moments, to the right. The driver was confident. The passengers, however, sometimes remembered God, sometimes advised the driver.

By the time we reached Dadeldhura, the weather had changed. Remembering the heat of Dhangadhi, the cold here felt surprising. The green hillsides along the road made us forget our fatigue. The aroma of tea reminded the stomach that the journey is not just about sightseeing, but also about food. A cup of tea arrived. More enjoyable than the tea was the view. The fog had half-hidden the hills. We too fell silent for a while, as if watching nature's secret gathering.