“I sit on the top,
With the Sun smiling on my face,
Pleased to see the mighty Mountains,
They are monuments of the nature”.
“ I sit on the top,
With the cold icy wind rubbing my hair,
The Parvati river singing the ballad of the freedom,
With its sweet music echoing the surrounding “.
“ I sit on the top,
Where the mountains are bridging the sky,
Painted on a blue canvas and covered by ice,
With their greatness personified”.
“I sit on the top,
With a blissful heart,
And the adrenaline rushing through the nerves, 
Pushing me hard to touch the heights”.

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