Mountains are often climbed in the mind. Long after the body has stopped complaining and resigned itself to the pain, that sweet pain of accomplishment, the mind motors on carrying its heavy burden with it. Why do people do it? I can manage the hills and minor mountains but I can't even comprehend what it must be like to make an attempt on Everest, let alone reach the top. And then to do it with NO legs or no eyesight??? It boggles and tickles the old ticker. Too many people have said and corroborated that its the journey that matters, not the end. Yes, that's true for most part. But there is a certain thrill in standing at a summit, no matter if its the highest peak in the world or the highest peak in Kerala. That feeling of drinking in the contours of our earth, flowing into a hazy horizon is unparallel. As soon as that's sunk in and been imbibed, you start to wonder what the view will be like a little higher. And then some more, and so on until you're Tenzing Norgay and Edmund Hillary standing on the highest point on earth.
Right now, I'm just glad I made to the top of Brahmagiri, South Coorg.
p.s. Some photos might seem a bit strange. The photographer was undergoing some perceptual inconsistencies during the trip and apologises for the same. *insert sheepish smilie here*
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