Of Waterfalls, Warmth, and Wonder: Hansraj’s Journey Through Meghalaya
It all started over a shared craving for escape—a desire to leave behind the digital monotony of our everyday lives. A spontaneous decision over chai one evening snowballed into a family adventure to Meghalaya, the "Abode of Clouds."
None of us knew what to expect, but the idea of exploring mist-cloaked hills, cascading waterfalls, and untamed trails seemed irresistible. We booked through Thrillophilia, a name trusted by many wanderers, and eagerly awaited the adventure that promised memories we’d treasure for a lifetime.
Laughter, Legacies, and the Living Bridges
As the flight landed in Guwahati, we were greeted by Fakruddin, our soft-spoken cab driver, who instantly became part of our travel gang. His stories of Meghalaya—about its Khasi heritage, vibrant culture, and untold mysteries—set the tone for our journey.
On the drive to Shillong, we made an impromptu stop at Umiam Lake. The glassy water mirrored the blue sky and surrounding hills, and we stood there, mesmerised, as if the lake was gently persuading us to pause and breathe.
Shillong welcomed us with its colonial charm and bustling markets. The next morning, the real adventure began as we headed toward Cherrapunji, weaving through emerald valleys. At Elephant Falls, a chorus of oohs and aahs echoed as the cascading water caught the sunlight, creating a fleeting rainbow. But it was the Living Root Bridges of Nongriat that left us awestruck.
The trek to the double-decker root bridge was nothing short of cinematic—crossing swaying bamboo bridges, descending countless steps, and navigating dense forests. The bridges, handcrafted by nature and the Khasi people, felt like ancient whispers of patience and persistence. Beneath them, kids splashed in crystal-clear pools while villagers shared tales of how their ancestors intertwined roots to withstand time and torrents.
Our laughter blended with the murmur of the jungle as we braved the steep return climb, stopping occasionally to guzzle water and exchange good-natured banter about whose legs would give out first. Back at the hotel, the sense of accomplishment was palpable, and we toasted to our resilience with steaming cups of local tea.
Food, Folklore, and Floating Dreams
Food was a delightful exploration in itself. Though being vegetarians limited our options, the warm hospitality of the Khasi people more than compensated. At Hotel Crescent in Cherrapunji, the staff went out of their way to prepare flavorful vegetarian meals infused with subtle local spices.
While we missed out on the meat-based staples, we devoured tangy chutneys and rice-based delicacies that tasted of home, love, and a touch of adventure.
Mawlynnong, Asia's cleanest village, was like stepping into a postcard. Flower-laden pathways, thatched cottages, and the quiet hum of village life made it feel almost surreal. Watching the locals meticulously tend to their homes and surroundings was a lesson in how harmony can transform a place into heaven. A walk to the Balancing Rock—a geological marvel that seemed to defy gravity—had us debating everything from ancient Khasi myths to the science behind its balance.
Dawki was straight out of a dream. The Umngot River sparkled like liquid glass, revealing a pebbled bed even at its deepest points. Boating here was more than an activity; it felt like gliding through a watercolour painting. We tried ziplining, a collective family first, and even the most reluctant among us couldn’t resist the thrill of soaring over the verdant valley.
Drama, Serenity, and the Goodbye
The drama of the trip unfolded at Krang Suri Falls. Amidst the cascading turquoise waters, someone dared to step into the natural pool despite the icy chill. A domino effect ensued, and soon all of us were wading in, laughing and shrieking as the water numbed our senses. The elderly members of our group, initially hesitant, became the most enthusiastic, proving yet again that joy knows no age.
On the last day, the Kamakhya Temple in Guwahati added a spiritual note to our adventure. The temple, with its serene aura and age-old rituals, reminded us of the deep cultural roots of this land.
As we bid farewell, Fakruddin shared one last tale about the Khasi belief that clouds carry messages between the living and the divine. Looking at the sky, it felt as if those clouds carried our gratitude back to the hills we were leaving behind.
Book It, Feel It, Live It
Meghalaya wasn’t just a destination; it was a journey into simplicity, resilience, and the joy of being present. From the rewarding trek to Nongriat’s Living Root Bridges to the dreamlike waters of Dawki, every moment was a celebration of life’s simple joys.
Thrillophilia ensured the trip was seamless, with comfortable hotels like Hotel Crescent in Cherrapunji offering great food despite limited vegetarian options, and Best Holiday Home in Shillong standing out for its interiors and service. Fakruddin, our cab driver, added a personal touch with his helpfulness, and the Thrillophilia team was always accessible.
Though a more comfortable cab and slight improvements in hotel dining could enhance the experience, the memories we made were priceless. Meghalaya left its mark on our hearts, and we’re grateful to Thrillophilia for making it so memorable. If you’re craving beauty, wonder, and heartfelt moments, this is a journey you shouldn’t miss!
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