MEMOIRS OF MAMNOLI
I have travelled a lot since childhood, thanks to my father who loved to see new places. Every trip had its own special memories, but my trip to Mamnoli is special in a different way. Yes, it’s different because it was my first trip out of Mumbai without my parents!!!! It holds a very special place in my heart as it was during this trip that I learned to be independent.
Mamnoli is a small, quiet village situated about an hour’s drive from Mumbai. It was the village selected for our “Guides Camp” and it was the first time that most of us were travelling without our parents. Although we had been given a prior lecture about what we could expect there, being the bunch of over-excited school girls, we could not wait to experience it ourselves.
Lists were made, packing was done, materials were checked and rechecked. Finally, the day for the trip dawned. A group of chattering girl-guides filled two buses and left for our destination. The journey was completed with lots of merry banter, games of dumb charades and antakshari. We reached our destination to be welcomed by a group of friendly villagers who helped us settle in a huge makeshift dormitory (I say makeshift, because I think it was a storage area of sorts, with huge windows and hardly any walls!!!)
After a while, we were provided the materials and asked to prepare tea for ourselves (being guides, we are to be self-sufficient). Most of us had not even tried to do this before, but we were eager to learn. This was just the beginning….as we had to prepare our own meals too!! After a lot of trials & errors, a lot of burnt fingers and scalds, we still managed to prepare a decent meal for dinner. We were also taken on a small walking tour of the nearby Mango plantation, where we collected a few raw mangoes which were devoured later during dinner.
After dinner, the villagers had organised a campfire. We had some special guests coming over too!! They were the kids from the village. We sang songs and had a gala time. Thereafter we performed a few skits and dances for entertainment of our guests. They in turn kept encouraging us with their cheers and loud applause. The smiles on their faces widened further when we distributed books, stationery and chocolates that we had got for them. The looks of mirth on their faces made it all worthwhile!!!
At night, we slept in two straight rows. Some of us stayed up in turns to watch over the luggage and other stuff as we were told that thefts were common. It was eerie, but exciting at the same time. The next morning, we were treated to lip-smacking Poha (Maharashtrian snack) and tea by the villagers as a gesture of gratitude for last night. The morning was spent practicing knots and other survival skills. The trip was made even more worthwhile when I won the BEST GUIDE prize.
We thanked all the villagers for all their hospitality and help as we bid goodbye. Although we had been apprehensive about being on our own, we survived. We took back with us not only lovely memories of this quaint village, but also a newly gained confidence that we could live independently if the circumstances ever arose. For all that I learnt during this very first trip without my parents, it holds a very special place in my life!!!
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