PEACE IN THOSE MOUNTAINS

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Dedicated to our guide Pushkar Singh who led us through the Roopkund expedition. He recently passed away trying to save a trekker who slipped on the trail. The news saddened us immensely and reminded us of our own trek. Pushkar hand-held us through tough stretches after we slipped on the trail ourselves. May your soul rest in Peace in those beautiful mountains, brother.

 Edit(on 20th September): After a phone call recently, we got to know that Pushkar is alive. This was great news for us. The Roopkund memory shall still remain a sweet one. :)
In the midst of those cold windy paths,
Lies a valley surrounded by those beautiful clouds
The clouds sweep around the valley pouring down rain,
When they do move away, they bring in the bright sunlight




The paths I walk are long and arduous,
They ought to be for they lead to harsh terrains,
Beyond these terrains lie the lands of extreme beauty,
The view shall more than make up for the hardship, I hope





I take one step and then the other, careful not to tread too quick
With careful precision, I ensure I stay within the boundaries
A slip may prove perilous here,
For it may take me tumbling down into the valley down below



The valley below looks as breathtaking as they come,
Lined with ferns, flowers and splendid trees
While a descend into its arm might not seem that awful
The elevation of our mortal selves so far high turns that into a grim fancy.




Slow progress is much appreciated on these turfs,
Hurry may get you nowhere in the territory of mountains,
For the purpose of it all is lost upon you,
If you neglect the sheer brilliance of the view and walk indifferent.







When I finally reach the valley, it is as if we were meant to meet,
The radiance of this place has caught me spellbound,
The mountains surrounding it seem like a protective fortress,
It is a moment that is now etched in the confines of my mind




The breeze flows by with the fragrance of the earth surrounding me,
It’s time to leave but do I hear a serene song in my ears?
I shout through the valleys to the mountains promising to be back someday,
To experience once more the overwhelming peace in those mountains.

Peace!

Comments

Unknown said…
I am deeply saddened to see the picture of the guy that he is no more and at the same feel very proud of him that he died saving someone's life.
humanity is above all...may his soul rest in peace.
!
July 18, 2015 at 11:09 PM
Unknown said…
I am deeply saddened to see the picture of the guy that he is no more and at the same feel very proud of him that he died saving someone's life.
humanity is above all...may his soul rest in peace.
!
July 18, 2015 at 11:24 PM
Sahil Kaul said…
Thanks, Mansi. We are all proud of him. What is heartening is that he saved a life. He was ready to put down his life for others. We could see that even when he accompanied us for the trek. A selfless man. Yes, I hope he rests in peace!
July 20, 2015 at 10:01 AM
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