I can't say nothing. There's some excitement - you can sense in the stomach. My middle finger is hurting little bit, I can close it fully. My neck and back are also hurting. But this not feeling stuff. Yes there's some trepidation and the many unknowns. I'm reminded of the many people - the people at HP gas station, those in THalot village (where my tire tube was replaced), in Manali - the take-off point to the Himalayas, the people at the Bullet workshop - all of them asked or rather asked twice, "Aap, akele ja rahe hain?", you're going alone? And I'd smile. But I'm not trying to prove much to myself - all I want to do is drive into the Himalayas - that's all.
Coming to my mind - it seems very alert. I have visions of snow capped Himalayas - created I guess from an earlier flight I took from Khatmandu on top of Mt. Everest. I see myself crossing rivers (Vijay mechanic said, don't stop, keep accelerating, keep accelerating) and being in a different kind of nothingness for a while. I'm driving until Darcha tomorrow and spending the night with locals in rented tents. The next day I'll be in Leh. Lemme signoff now...am in the lap of Mother Nature from now on...
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