When I was planning to quit Air Force, I’d think, I will not take up a job immediately after 6 yrs of service. I would spend a few months in Himalayas as a nomad before getting domesticated again.
As my luck would have it, I got married an year before release and was expecting our first child at the time of hanging my uniform. I was the breadwinner and hence reined into the cart.
Next, as my wife started working and we got financially stable, I thought, now I will travel alone. Acquisition of babies, car loan and homeloan meant, I had little to play around. Most of the vacations were spent taking kids to beaches and hill stations nearby Pune. The stuff just wasn’t just working out .
Why did I have that deep longings towards these peaks ?
- They are the biggest thing on earth, are mighty, they daunt and taunt me.
- Himalayas are full of evergreens and full of snow. To me its life showing extreme resilience and unending youth.
- They appear symbolic of some big mission in life. Reaching the top is symptomatic of success and they appear doable.
- Scaling them can almost kill you ( Low Oxygen, cold weather, treacherous gorges) . Also, I believe, what almost kills you makes stronger. I think going on top will build robust mental muscle.
- I can come back and tell some interesting stories to friends, kids and everyone. It can be inspirational
I have a few questions for you.
Do Himalayas taunt you ?
Do they intimidate and mock you ?
Do they invite you to view the world from top?
Do you think one day you can and will scale them ?
Do they attract and seduce you ?
What do you think when you see the images of mighty Himalayas ?
In this series of posts I am going to write about some of the most life enriching experience I had while doing a glacial trek and how it influences my life down in the plains.