Uncle Seher
put his sleeping bag next to Raghu and lay down to join him in gazing at the
stars. Just as he lay down, Raghu jumped up pointing towards the sky – “Uncle
look, a shooting star!! Did you see it??” Uncle Seher smiled – “Yes I did
Raghu. It was absolutely fantastic! The wonders of nature!” Raghu lay back
down. “We never get to see all these stars in the city uncle Seher. I guess
we’re higher up in the mountains now, so maybe that’s why they’re more visible
here” said Raghu thoughtfully. Uncle Seher laughed, “No Raghu that’s not the
reason. It has to do with the Light pollution and smog in the city.
Here the
air is clear and there are no street lights. That’s the reason we’re being able
to view the fantastic spectrum of the night sky.” Raghu kept looking up.
“I had read
about so many constellations before I came here uncle. But I find it hard to
find them in the midst of these millions of stars” said Raghu. “Okay, let’s
start with the big dipper,” started Uncle Seher. “Look for seven major
stars: four in the bowl and three in the handle. The two stars on the
outside of the bowl are called the pointer stars. They point to Polaris, a
bright star that is also called the North Star because with it you can figure
out which way is north.” Raghu looked hard, as his fingers started to outline
the big dipper in the sky. “I found it Uncle! I found the big dipper and
the north star” cried out Raghu in excitement. “Great, now you can use this to
also find Ursa Minor or the little dipper.
Uncle
quickly got up. “Raghu let’s have our meal now, it’s getting late.” Raghu
sat near the campfire chopping vegetables, while Uncle Seher took out the pots
he had brought along with him and started boiling some rice. Within a little
over half an hour, rice and vegetable dal soup was ready.
Uncle poured some in a
bowl for Leela to eat and sat down with Raghu to enjoy the meal they all so
well deserved.
After the
meal, once all the food items had been cleaned away, Uncle, Raghu and Leela sat
near the campfire as Uncle Seher started narrating a story. “Raghu do you know
the legend of the Sarolsar lake?” “No uncle” said Raghu, his eyes lighting up
with both fear and excitement. “So Raghu, this lake is many thousands of years
old. It was actually much bigger then, and had many types of fish and plant
life in it at that time. It was a thriving place back then…” Uncle Seher
started narrating the story of how a being from deep in the forests had found
its way here and had slowly taken over the entire lake.
He had shrunk the size
of the lake, killed most of the animals and plants in the lake and had buried
itself deep in the waters where it could not be seen. “That is why no one dare
ventures into the lake.”
“And even
today he comes out some nights and his wild call can be heard.” Raghu looked
around rather cautiously, fear lurking in his eyes. He loved spooky stories,
but this was a little too close to home to laugh about. He moved closer to
Leela, at which point he didn’t realize Uncle Seher jump on him from the back.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” screamed Raghu as he ran as far as he could without
looking back, Leela running and barking right behind him. Uncle Seher started
laughing and screamed out - “Boy you’re so gullible! Come back here! It’s
time we get to bed….a long day of rock climbing awaits us tomorrow. I hope
you’ve done your homework for it!”