“We are born with others’ pain and die with our own.” We don’t believe after the survival of some crises where a hair-breath mistake could convey an irrevocable chance to survive. Life seems to fly from our hands. It happens once or twice in our life, not again and over again. However, inquiry into nature leads us to explore the ground realities of life. That’s the real asset of our life.
About twenty-five years ago, a group of ten juveniles was sitting on the benches in front of a snowcapped peak and making up their mind to hitchhike towards that snowcapped peak, a beautiful glittering peak. “Can we do that?” everyone laughed, but I opposed them and said that they could do it or at least they could make try to approach it.
“Quitters never win and winners never quit.”
After some controversies over the adventure, finally, it was decided that the very next day we would move up to the hill early in the morning. At least we could try to make our best to climb it.
At night, we did a trick to make the roommate confused and freighted. There was no light and we waited for the boy who would go to the toilet. A boy desired to go to the toilet and we made up our mind to befool him. The boy was some absent-minded type of person. He was sitting in the toilet that had an open ventilator on the rear wall. We went upwards and threw some pebbles through that ventilator from the balcony. The boy left the toilet and dashed to the room showing nothing had happened. We acted as if we were sleeping before he came in. He came back without satisfying himself. He was a bit worried about the incident and sat silently. He could not expect that one of us would have been there. On seeing him silent, we asked him, “What has happened?” He kept silent and did not utter a word. After some moments he told us about the incident. We could not help laughing and asked him to go and finish his work.
Early in the morning we took our breakfasts and left the hotel. We started heading upwards to that snowcapped peak. Before moving, I strictly advised them to be in one unit while hitchhiking, and if they had to walk separately, they should not move towards that area where there were no trees. Only they would choose the green path while heading towards the peak.
After half an hour, we separated into two groups. One of the groups headed toward the area that was a bit flat and there was easy to walk upward. All of us were enjoying the panoramic beauty of nature and singing joyously. After two and a half an hour, we heard some screaming. We paid attention to the direction we came to know that the boys of the second group were literary crying. I left my own track and went toward them. I looked at them and couldn’t believe what I saw. I held my breath and asked them to sit down quietly. Actually, by accident, they had reached an area of land sliding and their feet could not hold the ground firmly. When they tried to walk, the land slipped and boulders rolled downward. They had reached a very dangerous place, so they were crying that they would not survive. And actually, a hair breath could change into a big disaster.
I took my rope with me and tried to reach near to them. I threw the rope at the first boy and asked him to pass it on to the next one, so it reached the last one. All of them were sitting and very much worried about that uncertain situation. I instructed them to get hold of that rope around their waists and tried to move upward slowly in a sitting posture. Suddenly, I put my satchel on the ground and accidentally it slipped and rolled away down. We were all stunned to see the condition of the satchel along with its contents. Everything went shattered on the slop scattering everywhere. All of them were imagining how they would have faced and survived if they had fallen like that satchel.
Thanks to God, we did our best and came closer and closer. Finally, all of them were saved and we decided to go ahead no more. So we came down and collected our scattered contents from the cleavage of the mountains.
