“Start moving slowly to the edge, don’t look down, don’t look down, just see straight, straight…”
“Stop now!”
“Jump in 3… 2… 1…” (I did not jump)
“Don’t look down, see straight and jump in 3… 2… 1…” (I did not jump)
18 hours before the jump, we were celebrating and hugging each other for completing one of the toughest River Rafting in India. While we were coming back to the hotel, I said to my friends, “Today is the day to remember. But, tomorrow will be more fun when we do the Bungee Jump”. All of a sudden, out of 5, 3 of our friends decided not to come, leaving me and Akshay in head-scratching. We both tried a lot to convince them in a chicken and egg situation, but nothing worked. When all was said and done, I ended up going with only Akshay. From what I understood, “Bungee Jumping is not for everyone!”.
7:15 in the morning, Akshay and I caught the colorful minibus from the Jumpin Heights office which was right next to our hotel. There were 10 people on the bus, almost everyone was a first-timer. It was one and a half-hour of a journey following the Ganga river from the streets of Rishikesh to the Garhwal mountains. For an instant, I forgot about Bungee Jumping and lost in that virgin territory.
I was almost hungry when we entered the bungee center from the parking lot. We walked down a staircase that led us to the reception area, locker cabinet, video showroom, and cafe. They made us sit in front of a large TV which was basically a 20 minutes show about Jumpin Heights, instructions, and safety precautions. It wasn’t that interesting. After that show, the staff at the reception asked us to fill out a few forms asking for some general details, a health questionnaire, and sign a mandatory waiver form. Then they asked us to empty our pockets, essentially anything that we could lose while jumping.