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It isn’t as if I have always wondered about this. The thought has just come screaming in today. On the face of it, nothing has sparked it off, much like the deceptive placid views of the high snows as seen in postcards. Where people from the plains, confuse a ferociously blowing snow plume, as a cloud flirting with the peak. We climbers know better. It clearly is a warning to us to not push our luck too far. Yet, in a silently strange and subtle sense, something has sparked off these thoughts today………..
Invariably, a strange impact. Even though on a larger plain, some climbs are uplifting and some leave you unfulfilled, they still swing in moods of complete confusion. It’s nearly a month since my return from an attempt on a dangerous peak in the Dhauladhars, yet somehow bad luck and an empty feeling continue to haunt me without any signs of letting up. Why do the mountains make such a great impact on lives ? Why do they halt time dead in it’s tracks, and change the trail so drastically ? And so I meander on philosophically. Vivid images seem like fossilized imprints. Yet while the mountains call, they forbid as well. And dear ones, who come in, vanish abruptly leaving you with no choice in the matter. And I can’t help reflecting how just a single trip to the Himalayas changes something or the other in ones life Go To Page: 1
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