On confirming about the route ahead with a local woman (She was on her way to Matheran by some other route, via Burujwadi / Daandwadi), we proceeded by foot towards Ambewadi on the tar road. It was still dark and cold but our fast paced walk kept us warm. It felt so good to converse with a best friend after so long. In the busy city life we hardly get such enjoyable moments, more so after having passed out from college!
While we were walking on our way to Ambewadi, the love graffiti on the road surface made us laugh. Vineet was quick to notice the increased brightness of the eastern sky. There was no sign of the sun, but the horizon turned brighter due to the sun’s rays. From black and white, the Sahyadri slowly unleashed their beautiful colours. But the morning fog made the colours appear faded. The hill of Matheran as well as Irshalgad both looked like the alphabet ‘M’ (While the former was a horizontally stretched ‘M’ the latter appeared vertically stretched). It was 6:30am.