My uncle was relating his Sabarimala story to me recently. Fantastic, is an understatement!
He recently undertook the entire 7-8 hour journey, which meant going on foot, to climb the hill, and eventually reach the temple of Lord Ayyappan.
He was going with a group of people. A few hours later, my uncle’s legs started cramping. So much so that he was struggling to even take a few steps. So he signaled to his group to go ahead, so that he could rest a bit, and join them shortly.
A few mins before, as the cramping was setting in, he’d already given his bag and belongings to someone else in his group to transport by rickshaw, so that he could focus on the walk.
What happened next? Continued tomorrow!