Freedom Valley

This happened around one month before the plan of the party in Salli begun. We were hosting a guest who was also Madhu's CA, Mr Mighlani. It was nighttime when he had reached Salli around 10.30 pm looking at Google maps, driving his Audi Q7. The map took him a little further from our house and he wasn't able to find the way. So I went out in that dark night looking for him. I took the Zen and started driving through the bad patches. At a corner, I saw a monster size SUV waiting by the side of the road. I introduced myself to Mr Mighlani and then we headed back driving our own cars. We parked at our regular spot when he showed me the busted tyre of his Q7 due to the bad patch of roads. We decided to take care of that the next day and started our uphill climb in that darkness towards our home.

That evening our good friend Rohit was also present in the house. Madhu and Noa had cooked a great dinner and we were waiting for our VIP guest to join us. Soon he got freshen up and joined us in the kitchen next to the fire. We were having a great time together chit-chatting as Old Monk was placed in the centre of our circle. For the last 1 year, we were thinking about having a name for our guesthouse. We would come up with different names and then we would unanimously reject it. That evening sitting with my friends next to the fire and by the grace of Old Monk, I was looking at our house in a different way. I had seen so many people visit the place and there was one thing common in their search: Freedom. They all would come to our guesthouse in search of freedom from their mundane lifestyle, daily routines and sometimes from their families.

Madhu had decided to live away from her family, relatives and society in that jungle in search of freedom. Noa also had come from Israel to stay in India in search of freedom. Then I looked at myself and I found that my desire to be in Salli was also in search of freedom. The last 2 years spent in Salli were being played in my mind like a movie in fast forward. Every single person who had ever visited our place had the longing for freedom. So I thought, this house must be representing freedom as that was the common denominator among all. At that moment, a divine thought sank in mind from beyond that if this house represents freedom then this house shall be called 'Freedom Valley'. I put that thought in words and everyone sitting there was stunned for a moment by hearing the newly found name and the explanation behind that name. The excitement on their faces was priceless.

Freedom Valley Conveyed Exactly What Was Our Place About.