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Satish and Rohit were wandering in the Sahyadris. They were trekking in the area near Amboli Ghat.  That was 13 December 2001. When they reached the top of one mountain, they looked around and down the valley.  Wonderful nature greeted them. Satish yelled out, “How wonderful!” And there was an echo: “How wonderful!”  They were thrilled. Satish remembered Bhupen Hazarika’s song Pratiddhani Sunu moi pratiddhani sunu. He imagined Bhupen da on one of the peaks of the Bairah Range and singing aloud and echoing words occupying the entire surrounding. The mesmerizing atmosphere thrilled them. Then Satish remembered their immediate mission was locating a place that would give them an unobstructed view of the entire sky and the view of the valley that would allow them to trace the falling meteors over a longer period. They finally chose a spot and made themselves comfortable. The setting sun spread the golden rays…