Whenever we trek in such interior locations we need to respect the God of Nature, Idu Mishmi Tribal Laws and customs then trekking goes fine.
In a forest, away from everyone, hiking the rest of the trail solo was interesting. As I embarked on my solitary trek, I embraced the warmth of Mother Nature by kissing the bark of a tree.
Every time the train would halt at the Dimapur Railway Station during my journeys, my soul would yearn for the distant hills that stood guard at the periphery of Dimapur, the largest city of Nagaland in India. Never did I ever imagine that I would eventually be climbing its highest mountain, the mighty Mount Saramati.