From Munnar to Muruga, A Road That Rewrote Me...
This was not an educational tour. It was not even a planned escape. It was a pilgrimage quietly intense, physically demanding, and deeply personal. For five days, I walked from Munnar to Palani with my professors, not as a student ticking academic boxes, but as a seeker learning lessons no classroom could offer. Being my third year, I thought I knew the route, the people, and even the pain. I was wrong. The moment we began walking, I realised something powerful this journey was not only about burning calories, it was about burning rubbish unnecessary thoughts, ego, and foolish assumptions that quietly occupy our minds. Yes, my feet hurt badly, but Lord Muruga made the pain lighter than last year, as if reminding me that endurance grows when faith deepens. From misty hills to open landscapes, nature unfolded like a living text wild elephants, bison, deer, rivers, and streams crossed our path. Each sight felt symbolic. Life, too, demands that we pass through wild experiences unpredictabl...