Everest BC (D15): Last day. Life is happening.

Monjo - Lukla.  18,892 steps, 6.4km.

Today's the last day of the trek.  We will climb up to Lukla for about 4 hours to make it there by lunch - at least that's the plan (in reality, we made it there by 4.30PM).  I hope to do it with awareness.  It was all "back-in-the-plains" last night - TV, commercials, Bollywood, people drinking, extreme spice and of course my calls.  I can hear Dudh Kosi in the background.  Soon I won't.  Or will I?

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We just had our grand finale party (it's night).  Funny having it in Lukla.  I had the local brew - Thungba - it's barley fermented in a kinda conical aluminum glass.  The hot water mixes with fermented barley and becomes alcoholic.  Very interesting process.  It's a slow, dull tipsiness that's almost non-existent but not.  It's fun to watch people drinking.  The most fun was the Nepali dance.  It was nice to see Milan dance and let himself free - a bit at least.  The walk/ trek itself was nice.  The party's anthem was Farida Khanum's Aaj Jaane Ki Zidd Na Karo.

It's stupid actually - this whole thing - going away, isolating, getting lost, finding self and throwing it all away again, plunging into madness and repeating it.  All over again.  And again.  Unsettled here or there.  Here and there.  Neither this is true nor that.  Very, very stupid.

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We are waiting at the Sunrise Lodge at Lukla.  We are due to fly to Kathmandu (it's morning).  I can see clouds.  There are these yellow flowers.  Bees are lazing and hopping alternatively from one bunch to the other.  There are webs on the plant.  Check-in time at Lukla airport is determined based on when a plane takes off and lands and takes off and returns from Kathmandu.  You can hear it all.

Today's Nana's 69th birthday.  It was nice to talk.  Milan is lazing, meditatively.  Others are in a hurry to nowhere land.  It's getting busier now.  Bags, logistics, airport - that's about 5min walk from here.  Flowers are nice.  Bright yellow.  Swaying to a zephyr.  Doing their thing.  Wiggle.  Clouds keep drifting slowly, slowly.  Everyone is doing their thing.  Life is happening.