Pushing Beyond Limits: My First Solo Trekking Experience

 

Let me share with you all that I went on a trek all by myself four days ago. I really wanted to go and had asked two of my friends, but they couldn't make it. So, I put the plan aside. However, last Sunday, I woke up at 5 am for my namaz and suddenly thought, "Let's make it. I can go alone." It was a sudden decision, and I thought a lot about whether to go alone or not. I was scared because of all the thriller movies I had watched and the recent news about rape cases. But I decided to do it anyway because confusion always kills me with no peace.

So, after wearing my burqa, scarf, and nosepiece, I opened the gate of my PG and wore a helmet. I kept Google Maps on my mobile and started my way with the name of Allah SWT. The road was empty, silent, and scary as there were no more people on the roads. I was thinking about what to do if any accident happened to me. But I pushed myself to reach my desired place irrespective of my attire. I reached the trek mountain and got to know that I needed to take a ticket for 500 Rs online. Luckily, two other boys came on the same way, and I asked them to add me too as a candidate in the same payment and took the ticket.

I started climbing the hill, but it was really difficult for me as it was my first time trekking. The way was narrow with stones on the way, and many people were returning and going up. I was already tired, taking deep breaths, and not even 20% of the way. But I wanted to reach the top of the hill and see that view. I tried so hard to climb those big stones and narrow ways in my chappals in burqa and a side bag. I reached around 70% of the hill and sat there for around 30 minutes, called my mom, grandma, friends, showed them the view, and was very proud of myself that I could see the beautiful Western Ghats.

I thought of going back as it was enough that I did this much. But one batch moved up in front of me, and I felt confident that I could do the rest too. So, I started going up again, but it was more difficult now. Very scary, sloping rocks were there, and insects, butterflies, and chameleons were there too. After reaching 20%, I got scared and felt exhausted. But this batch motivated me to do the remaining part.

However, after climbing a bit more, I realized that I had done more than my expectations and should not go further as I was done and couldn't make any more moves. So, I started going back and found two guys and a girl who were also trekking down. They were kind enough to accompany me as I was scared and exhausted. Although I didn't make it all the way to the top, I was proud of myself for pushing beyond my limits.

On the way back, I fell down and injured my knee. Despite this setback, I continued on with the help of some new friends I met on the way. We eventually reached the end of the trek and enjoyed some cold water and coconut water.

Although I got scolded for getting injured and getting a fever, I learned that I am strong enough to push myself beyond my limits and achieve my goals.

As soon as I reached home, I took a bath but was not able to stand still or eat and slept. I had a fever for a few days due to exhaustion but recovered now. The wound on my knee is yet in pain, but the experience was unexplainable. It made me realize that I am strong enough to push myself to make my life better. Despite the wound and fever, I am proud of myself for being strong enough to do anything.

 

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