A climb to meet the God: Trekking-cum-Pilgrimage in Velliangiri Hills, Coimbatore
The temperature was soaring to 39 degree Celsius in
Chennai and I never expected that I would be soon in a place shivering
uncontrollably in the cold weather. My friend and I decided to travel to Velliangiri Hills to escape the scorching sun this summer. Located 30 km
away from Coimbatore city, Velliangiri is mainly a pilgrimage center that
involves the arduous climbing of seven kilometers over the mountains.
The journey commences from Poondi temple, and every
devotee purchases a bamboo stick, which proves to be an immense help for the
ascent. Barefooted, we ascended through steps made up of stones. The first
three mountains have similar passageways with steps laid down by human hands.
Every stride has to be careful and focused, as one might lose balance on the
rugged terrain. The occasional cry of the insects and birds was music to our
ears along the way. The odor of herbals growing in the mountains filled our
nostrils, giving a serene feeling.
Steps made up of stones |
Traveling on rugged terrain in Vellaingiri Hills |
After the fourth hill, the terrain changes into
green plateau. There are no steps, but single pathway, which is easier to walk.
The landscape is breathtaking, as the clouds pass by caressing the peak of the
mountains. Breezy winds, misty clouds, green plateau, filled with ecstasy and
excitement, the climb became a romantic experience with the nature.
At the end of the fifth hill, there is a small
stream called ‘Bramma Theertham’ where we immersed in the cold water that flows
from the top of the mountain. The sixth hills seemed tougher, as we had to
climb through huge boulders. However, the excitement was beyond measure. The
mist covered mountain and cold breezy winds drenched us partially.
That's where the Gods Live |
Having engulfed by misty clouds, we were unable to get a
glimpse of the peak of the hill. Climbing, climbing, still climbing and it
seemed, we were going to meet the God in heaven. With hope and eagerness, we
reached the pinnacle of the mountain. Three gigantic rocks standing
precariously, Lord Shiva resides amidst them. Torrent cold winds seeping through the
gaps of the rocks whipped our body mercilessly.
At 6pm, the caretakers of the shrine began
performing Pooja to the three deities namely Lord Vinayaga, Manonmani Amman and
Lord Shiva. Few men picked up percussion instruments, cymbals and a conch. With
blowing the conch, clanging the cymbals and beating the drums, the loud music
reverberated in the entire mountain that seemed to evoke the Gods, who are in a
meditative state.
The caretakers of the Shrine play music during the Pooja |
With every bang of the instruments, the music
gradually reached its crescendo, sending thundering waves through our bodies.
Following the music, the head priest began to chant prayers praising Lord
Shiva. The troupe, once again, began to play the music and concluded the
ceremony.
As time went by, the surroundings became much cooler, making our hands and legs tremble in the cold wind. Darkness engulfed the mountain, and we had to halt there during the night. We somehow managed to find a small place in a tea shop.
Tea shops that are found on the mountain |
When I looked up at the sky at night, I stood still in awe, as it was not the ordinary sky that I used to watch from my terrace back home. From a height of 6000 feet above sea level, the sky appeared much closer, filled with millions of stars glittering like diamonds. Spellbound by the view, I looked down, where the city shone brightly with its electric lambs. We woke up at 4 o'clock in the morning and prepared for the descent.
The mountains retain their natural beauty, as they are not accessible by vehicles. Women are not permitted to visit this place due to certain religious reasons. The favorable season for visiting this place is between February and May. Though the devotees piously take up the pilgrimage, many irresponsibly litter plastic waste all over the mountains.
I strongly believe that I can never change the
society but myself.
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