Sanga Hike

A day at Sanga after a long time was a day to be remembered. This hike compared to the one before was for a different reason, leaving apart the idea of being refreshed from all the work the whole week. We set out at 10 in the morning, on a local bus to Sanga. This time, we had a photographer friend who has been working with our organization for quite a long time now. We had been deciding for some time about making a small documentary about the participation of interns, and there’s no better place for studying rural settlement better than Sanga. So we got down at the Sanga gate and walked straight up ahead to the villages.

We had a local house there whose owners we knew well. The landowner had been out of the country for business but the lady was great help. She soulfully agreed to arrange scenarios for the camera. We took interviews and also distributed candies to children out there. We found out that the villagers had cattle, some chickens, a dog or two for security and a corn or paddy field at least. Such was the lifestyle there. We took some shots and walked upto the Namuna Village, which had been built with inspiration from the local houses of Sanga. It had many houses, which were built with some good knowledge and investment.

Also, the houses were quite luxurious to live in and had a good price, generally unaffordable for a common Nepalese. We then went to the Tamang village, where we saw women planting crops in their fields. Time for some volunteering, some of our interns joined hands in some serious physical act. We always have been helping them participate in such volunteering activities. Climbing up the hill, we interviewed some of our interns who were interested in giving reviews about the place. Then, we came down and went to the Sanga Mahadev, the famous and humongous statue of Lord Shiva. After describing about Lord Shiva and how his son Lord Ganesh got the head of an elephant, we bought some spicy candies that are very famous here in Nepal, commonly called “titaura”, sure to tingle a taste bud. 

So when it was time to head back, we recollected memories of the place. It turned out to be a good event for a great social and cultural exchange between the sophisticated young lives of the West and the backward and close-to-deprived lives of the East. What else would a volunteering organization want to deliver?