Living in the mountains is as unpredictable as the life is. It does teach a few lessons with each climb: there are summits and then there are valleys. The thrill of reaching the summit is only outlived by the joy of being in a valley. Life slows down because one realises the futility of running. You work hard but also understand that nothing lasts; it may be the last thrill or the last joy. Each day needs to be savoured, for the next may not arrive. The challenge that society throws at you is nothing compared to the questions posed by these old and yet the young mountains.
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| On a walk somewhere in the Himalayan hills. |
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