Saturday, June 29, 2024

The Final Ascent



The sun barely peeked over the horizon, casting a pale orange glow on the untouched expanse of snow. In the shadow of towering peaks, an unnamed mountain stood tall, its summit a whisper among the giants. Arjun had been climbing for hours, his breath steady and his resolve unwavering. This was not just another ascent; this was to be his final climb.

Arjun's life had been a tapestry of high-altitude adventures, each thread woven with memories of triumph and loss. The mountains had always been his sanctuary, a place where the noise of the world fell away, leaving only the rhythm of his breath and the crunch of snow beneath his boots. Today, however, he sought more than the summit's solitude; he sought an end.

The climb was arduous, the air thinning with each step. Yet, Arjun moved with a grace born of experience, his mind focused on the path ahead. The peak loomed closer, its jagged edges silhouetted against the morning sky. He reached the summit just as the first rays of sunlight kissed the snow, bathing the peak in a golden light.

Arjun stood on the edge, looking out at the vast expanse of the world below. The panorama was breathtaking, a sea of peaks and valleys stretching as far as the eye could see. He took a deep breath, savoring the crisp, clean air one last time. The weight of his decision settled over him, a heavy blanket of finality.

He thought of the reasons that had brought him here: the pain, the emptiness that had crept into his soul, and the sense of purposelessness that no summit could conquer. The mountains had given him so much, but they could not fill the void. Each climb had become a reminder of an unknown absence, the solitude amplifying his loneliness. 

Arjun closed his eyes, feeling the wind whip around him, carrying with it the whispers of the peaks. He took a step closer to the edge, the drop below a silent invitation. The ground seemed to beckon, promising an end to the relentless ache. He opened his eyes, gazing one last time at the beauty around him, a tear escaping down his weathered cheek. 

With a final, resolute breath, Arjun stepped off the edge.

For a moment, he felt weightless, suspended between the sky and the earth. The wind roared in his ears, a final symphony of the mountains he loved. Time seemed to stretch, the descent an eternity. As he fell, memories flashed before him—joyous ascents, moments of triumph, the faces of those he had loved and lost. 

Then, silence.

Arjun's body came to rest on the snowy slope far below, the mountain cradling him in its icy embrace. The peaks stood witness, their eternal vigil undisturbed by the fleeting passage of one man's life. The sun climbed higher, casting long shadows across the snow, the world moving forward as it always had. 

Arjun is sleeping now. An uprooted edelweiss is watching him sleep. But Arjun can't see the edelweiss. It's a pity. Arjun loved the edelweiss, when he was alive. 




Thursday, April 11, 2024

Helena



Helena Roerich, a visionary philosopher and writer, spent her last years in the serene hills of Kalimpong, where her journey on earth came to a peaceful end. Last week, I had the privilege of visiting her grave, located next to the sacred Durpin Gompa, a site as tranquil and inspiring as her teachings. Her epitaph, a simple yet profound tribute to her life's work, echoes the spiritual depth and intellectual legacy she left behind. Reflecting on her final years in this secluded retreat, one can truly appreciate the profound impact of her wisdom and the tranquillity she sought through her deep connections with the mysteries of the East.





Tuesday, March 19, 2024

Memories of a road after the South Lhonak GLOF



In the heart of North Sikkim, the picturesque town of Lachen is currently facing unprecedented challenges after the catastrophic Glacial Lake Outburst Flood (GLOF) from the South Lhonak Glacier Lake on October 4, 2023. As a result of this natural disaster, the vital road connecting Munshithang and Phiring near Chungthang remains impassable, isolating the local community and forcing residents to carve their own trail through the rugged terrain. In a display of sheer resilience and determination, the community members have come together to create a makeshift path, defying the odds imposed by nature. Recently while trying to reach Lachen from Chungthang, I captured a series of video clips vividly showcasing this trail. The trail, weaving through the breathtaking landscapes tells a powerful story of human spirit, adaptation, and survival strategies in the face of adversity. This footage not only captures the challenges faced by the locals but also highlights the indomitable spirit that thrives in Munshithang. In the midst of adversity, the community has demonstrated remarkable improvisation, emphasizing the strength and unity that binds them together. Let this video be a tribute to the resilience of the people of Munshithang.

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