Pain, Beauty;
Agony, Inspiration;
Trauma, Glory;
Mountains strip you naked; Naked of your power, wealth, region, religion, and leave you with what you really are;
a tiny piece of living creature-Weak and Vulnerable.
Sagarmatha (most commonly known as Mt. Everest) which grows every year is the king of the mountains.
Trekking to the Base Camp and watching the summiteers tents, will make you feel proud about yourself and may even inspire to pitch a tent of your own one day.
But the journey to the Base Camp is no ordinary journey, starting at Lukla.
Lives, literally hangs in air, un till the plane lands at Lukla airport, but the panoramic views will make you feel alive every minute.
As you start walking, which very quickly turns into trekking, trekking like never before, living life one day at a time, forgetting the dates and days; you will be a kid for a couple of days, gliding through the trails, laughing at no particular thing, taking selfies, dancing to unknown tunes and exploring the new surroundings.
The snow on the mountains,
the clouds in the valleys,
the cold in the winds,
the smell of the land,
the bells of the yak,
the ease of the Sherpas,
the light of the sky,
the support of the bridge,
the art of the rocks,
the colors of the praying wheels,
the freedom of the flags,
The sound of the helicopters,
The safety of the shacks,
The smell of the food,
The warmth of the sleeping bags,
The pain of your body,
The strength of your will;
everything you feel is an experience that leaves an impact on your life.
And as the trail gets tougher, you get older; Goal oriented-to reach the base camp.
Oblivious of the surroundings, life becomes mechanical. Eat, trek, sleep, repeat.
But as the final leg starts from Gorek Shep, you will forget the pain and will start trekking towards the final destination, and at some point you will pause for a moment and will take a look around the trail, only to appreciate the fantasy that you are in.
The kid is born again.
As you glide through the fantasy, it slowly reveals yellow dots at the far end of your right side; tiny yet clear, like a North star in the foggy sky.
As the dots get bigger and the vision gets clear, you will realize that you are walking through the history, looking at the first base camps of the summiteers.
This is it. This is what you have trained for, paid for and suffered for.
Everest Base Camp.
Grandeur than any pic you might have seen, holding your attention and talking to your soul.
The walk back will be filled with mixed emotions, a strange feeling that's only to be experienced. Questions like 'What next??' , might pop up in your mind, as you will be, lacking a goal for the next foreseen future.
In the end, the journey will clear your soul of the inhibitions and prejudices, changing your perception. It will give you a chance to be better you.
After all 'Everest makes heroes out of the common people'.