Mugu Trip, post death escaping, part III
taking meal in Bhulbhule( A FCHV's house) From the Bhulbhule, we moved ahead with full stomach having some confidence that we can reach Mugu that day. After few minutes we found some wide and open place. It is called Patan, a plain area for cattle grazing (it’s plateau terrain though). We started shouting in elation that we found such wonderful place in the lap of the mountain since we had crossed two deadly places before we found it. I made somersaulting over the grass ground and two of my friends cheered and started clapping hands. It was such a pleasant moment that we did not care what other might think about what we were doing. Passersby, shepherds, cottage hotel owners, sheep, horses, donkeys and other cattle we could see them lost in their own world. Patan We took some sips of cold but delicious water there. We felt as if we were taking the taste of amrit (a nectar of the god that makes them immortal) directly from god Shiva. We took some snaps there and vi