Everest Base Camp Trek (April 2018)
Stop
calling me!
Unnerving
me shaking my existence.
Churning
my oceanic mind,
Giving
air to new temptations.
And
each time I settle for the norm
Your
thunderous calls echoes in my heart's valley.
Breaking
my glass ceilings,
Casting
a spell weaving daring intentions.
Fogging
my eyes breaking my worldly ties
These
wings you’ve given me,
But how
do I fly!
Flesh
and bone, Bondage and worldly chores
I pray
to you, I am but a human.
These
multi faced dreams
That
you give rise to
Shall
be my undoing
In the
days to come ...
"Nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit
within a man than a secure future" - Into the wild.
9 daredevils decide to ruffle up their routines and take an
unnerving journey of 160 km to the most gruesome trek of Everest base camp.
Known for its astounding beauty it offers much more than just sublime views. A
scenic valley, villages, passes, glaciers, mountains, a
couple of bruised knees, splitting headaches, a burnt
nose, and memories that shall be itched in your memory for a lifetime. And each
time you turn those leaflets a smile would adorn you. A journey of 15 days.
Each day becoming only better than the last.
Training for the trek is really important,
something we were to realize soon. Also being
comfortable with your hiking boots is necessary to prevent shoe bites in the
trek. A thing I should have given more importance to!
We had quite a number of colourful personalities in the group. Starting with Milan
the laughter master. Leading the group along with the porter he cracked the
best jokes to keep our spirits high. Well, not jokes exactly he cribbed so much
that deviated everybody's attention from their own problems to his. Then comes
Loshali the bridge-man. Although a hardcore roadie, he is fearsome of heights.
Nonetheless to say each time we crossed a bridge his heart skipped a beat.
Nonetheless, we made sure Loshali had the best of times! Shaking the bridge as
much as possible we made Loshali turn red on each bridge. The sweet not so
little, 6 feet boy was our very own Suri. He was the lucky one to get personal
assistance from our guide who treated him more like his own kid than a fellow
participant. He was the bacha of our group getting personal care to the
next level. Next came Omar the Batman of the group.
For every time he took a shower the next trail would see him with a towel
flowing from the backside. Now let me introduce you to Nikki the girl who
hardly felt the hardships of the trek. Forever smiling she took each step
hopping. It seemed like the cruel weather had no effects on her spirits. The
next in line is the power man carrying 15kgs of luggage. With 5 power banks to
be on the safer side, he carried each weight with a smile. This photographer of
the group captured our better sides. We also
had a Dhanno in the group who at every meal said, "Jab tak khaana andar
jayega tab tak main age chalega. Khana nahi toh trek bhi nahi!". Hoping
for a helicopter he completed his journey with utmost ease. Then comes Ankit, our
organizer who could easily pass for a 16-year-old kid. Carrying only 8 kgs he
seemed to have everything in his bag. Each time we missed something he came to
the rescue. As for me, I was the DJ of the group with a sun-kissed nose waiting
for the right moment to play songs as per the situation.
Day 1: Flight to Kathmandu (23rd
April)
We took flights from our respective cities Delhi and
Bengaluru to Kathmandu on 23rd April. We reached Alobar, our abode for the days
at the capitol. Located in the heart of the city it's a cozy hostel that gives
you a hip feel. Bustling with travelers from around the world, it set the mood
for the adventurous days to come. We unloaded our luggage and went for the
customary group meet to get familiarized with our fellow travelers for the journey.
The group was composed of fresh MBA graduates and working
engineers. Little did we know that we were daredevils masking behind the
antiquities.
Hereafter we set to explore the streets of Thamel. Housing
a number of cafes and shops the place is a must-stop for tourists. Bead
jewelry, singing bowls Tibetan flags fill your eyes with multi-coloured
objects.
We headed to café Mitra for our dinner. A dimly lighted
area soothed our agitated nerves. The real ice breaker was the mafia game we
played at our hostel. We came out of our sophisticated selves and threw our
bargaining tactics. The MBA's clearly leading!
Day 2: Sightseeing in Kathmandu
(24th April)
The next day involved a little sightseeing in Darbar
square. Kal Bharav's statue, a
10 feet magnificent idol stands near the Jagannath temple with a ghastly look.
Nevertheless, a spot for many devotees. We then headed towards the Kumari
house. The living Goddess as she is called is supposed to pass a number of
tests. The sight of the Buffalo heads scattered around, the demon-like masked
dancers, the terrifying noises they encounter scare some of these innocent
babies. The real goddess is unlikely to be frightened, so the one who is calm
and collected throughout the tests is the only girl who is entitled to sit on
the pedestal for worship as the Living Goddess. Then as a final test similar to
that of the Dalai Lama, the Kumari then chooses items of clothing and
decoration worn by her predecessor.
We then headed towards the Pashupati temple to pay our homage
to Lord Shiva. Located on the banks of the river Bagmati the temple dates its
history back to 753 AD. The temple is regarded as the head of Sati Devi, the first wife of Lord Shiva who had
burnt herself to ashes. The temple has four doors in four directions and a huge
golden statue of Shiva’s Bull, Nandi.
In the evening we went shopping to buy our trekking gear. Hereafter we encountered our
first challenge. Packing rucksacks! Parting ways from essentials and weighing
the pros and cons of taking an item was hair-splitting. Ankit kept a close eye
in case we packed some unnecessary stuff. Down jacket, sleeping bag, a handful
of clothes, energy bars, and we were set to go. With all the excitement it
became really difficult to sleep.
Day 3: Flight to Lukla and trek
from Lukla to Phakding (25th April)
Altitude: 9,300 ft (2,835 m)
to 8,600 ft (2,621 m)
Time/Distance: 4-4.5 hours / 9 km
Trek gradient: Easy. Gradual
descent throughout.
As our organizer would have, we left right on time for the
airport at 6:00 am. Leaving the comforts of city life we took a flight to
Lukla. The trials for our trek had started before we even trekked. The flight
was delayed by 5 hours and found ourselves sleeping at the airport benches.
And finally, the moment came when our flight was there. Like
little kids that got excited and hopped our way to the bus. Out there a mini
aeroplane with two pilots in the vicinity was waiting for us. It seemed like
they were having their own little time in the backyard of their lawn. Sipping
on drinks they finally decided to fly the plane!
Being a small plane there was no shutter between the
cockpit and us. We could see a hundred controls and buttons in the cockpit.
Offering a breath-taking view, we had a purview of the entire landmass. We
found ourselves almost jumping from the seats. The flight lasted for a duration
of about 35 mins. We headed towards the world's highest airport Lukla. The
runaway is only 527m long with a drop-off in the end. With an 11.7% gradient, this airport's elevation is 9,334 ft (2,845 m). If a plane doesn't land
correctly, it has only two fates. Either fall in the valley or bang straight
the high wall at the end of the pathway. Landing and taking off in Lukla is an
adrenaline-pumping experience. Fascinated as we already were our excitement got
doubled when the agile pilots took sharp breaks at the runway. Welcomed by a
fresh breeze of the air we could already feel a difference in the air quality.
To take a porter or not was a question Omar and Loshali
could not get over. With four of us deciding to hand our weights in better
hands these guys finally decided to level up their game!
The trek begins right outside the airport. The trail to
Phakding is mostly descending. After a small forest trail in the beginning, one
walks through Nepalese villages surrounded by a lot of vegetation. We found
ourselves looking at the water streams coming from the snow-capped mountains
all through the trail. We quickly realized we'll be accompanied by yaks and
mules. These docile animals carry supplies to the villages in the valley.
We reached our comfy wooden lodge and ordered the
traditional dal bhat.
Day 4: Phakding to Namche Bazaar
(26th April)
Altitude: 8,600 ft (2,621 m) to
11,290 ft (3,441 m)
Time/Distance: 7 hours / 10.9 km
Trek gradient: Moderate. Initial
level walk for 30 minutes followed by an undulating trail for a few hours.
Steep climb to Namche from Monjo.
We started our day with the customary bag packing. Ginger
lemon tea to our throats rescue and a light breakfast. We were set to move.
This was supposed to be the longest day of our trek. Being the first day it tested
our physical strength. The initial trail was an easy walk followed by a number
of suspension bridges. Multi-colored flags adorned them and we couldn't help
but click pictures every time we crossed one. Accompanied by the Dudh Koshi
River which is the lifeline of the Khumbu region we got a great view of the flora and fauna that dots this
region. The trail was a combination of short uphill and downhill climbs or as
the people here like to call the "Nepali flat.
We reached Monjo in the afternoon which is the mid-point of
today’s trek. It is situated below the magnificent peak of Thermasharkhu. It is 6,608 meters from the village of
Benkar. Hereafter we entered the Everest National Park commonly known as
Sagarmatha National Park. Derived from the two Nepali words of Sagar, meaning
‘sky’ and matha meaning ‘head. The park is home to 6,000 Sherpas and a
variety of animals in the region. With a unique combination of forests, barren
land, and snow-capped peaks this park forms the world's highest national park.
At this point, our trekking permit was checked for officials to keep a record
of all ongoing trekkers.
Highlights of the day include entering the Sagarmatha National park, spotting the Kongderei and Thamserku peaks.
We were welcomed by wishing wheels at Namche which run
through large water channels. The place has many cafes and shops. What makes it
special is that every item has been carried by sherpa or mules. It is the last
stop at a decent civilization and a pitstop for trekkers and climbers going to
Everest Base Camp, worth exploring. One enjoys the first view of snow-laden Kwangde peak and its sister peaks in
the east.
We tasted our first accomplishment as the trek day got
over. Glucose and lemon trees
boosted everyone's energy. At this place, we took our first hot shower.
Overwhelmed by our clean-selves sleep came easy.
Steps covered:19,731; Flights
climbed:203 Floors; Oxygen: 72%-74% of sea level
Day 5: Acclimatization day at Namche Bazaar (27th April)
Altitude: 11,318 ft (3,450 m) to
12,729 ft (3880 m)
Time/Distance: 7 hours / 5.2 km
Trek gradient: Moderate
Finally, a day which was meant for some rest came. Opposite
to what we had presumed the day had 5 hours trek to a short up-hill walk
towards the Sangmatha National Park headquarter and Everest View Hotel an
acclimatization climbs hereafter.
We started our day at 9:00 am at
the National Park. Located at the top of Namache
Bazaar, the place has a breath-taking view of
the surrounding areas. Snow-covered
peaks and mountains enclose the entire area offering some spectacular views. A
statue of Edmund Hilary stands right in the middle. Presuming ourselves to be
no less than Hilary we had a photoshoot in the same pose as the statue. There is
also a local museum that gives you a fair detail of the history of the Himalayas,
its geographic and cultural aspects, mountaineering history, and various other
information on the flora and fauna of the area.
After this, we headed to our next stop,
the Everest View Hotel. The climb was mostly stepped, offering a view of the entire Namche valley. We could see the entire valley
dotted with blue and red coloured houses in a semi-circle. On reaching the top
hot cup of lemon ginger honey awaited us. The day's toils would show on all our
faces nut Nikki she was as fresh as a dewdrop. A game of mafia yet again and
then we headed back to our lodge with a few falls!
Steps covered: 9,143, Flights
climbed:120 Floors, Oxygen: 72%-74% of sea level
Day 6: Namche Bazaar to Tengboche (28th April)
Altitude: 11,318 ft (3,450 m)
to 12,687.01 ft (3,867 m)
Time/Distance: 7 hours / 10.6 km
Trek gradient: Moderate with a
steep climb in the second half
The first half of the trek was mostly easy. It almost
seemed like a never-ending trail in the valley.
One could see the gradual decline in the number of trees, the
terrain changing its colours. The stupas had a
blue coloured eye on all four sides signifying Buddha's presence everywhere.
With Lhotse, Nuptse, and Ama Dablam along the way, it was an absolute struggle
to concentrate on the trek. Every now and then I found myself chided by the
organizer to continue walking and not be lost in the eye–capturing views.
We made a stop at the checkpoint which also happened to be
our lunch place. In the company of Imjatse River at Phungitenga which is at a
height of 3250 meters, we rested our feet.
After a tasty meal of veg fried rice and crispy potatoes, we headed back
to the journey. These two being the staple diet by now.
After lunch, the trek took a toll on all of us. It was an
ascend for almost three continuous hours. Eating our energies bit by bit each
step became gruesome. I
believe we all got a good taste of the self-given tough journey we had put
ourselves in. With height catching up slowly our lungs panted for air.
We reached the religious Buddhist entrance which lies just
before Tengboche. The site of the largest gompa Dawa Choling Gompa (Buddhist
monastery). Bored of the usual noodles and dal bhat we decided to have pizzas
instead. As the daylight decreased, we witnessed a serious drop in the
temperatures. It was finally time for some serious prayers!
Pretending to be aliens. Alas, we already were!
Day 7: Tengboche to Dingboche (29th April)
Altitude: 12,697 ft (3,870 m) to 14,469 ft (4,410 m)
Time/Distance: 5 hours / 9.6 km
Trek gradient: Steep climb followed by a rock terrain
Dawa Choling Gompa
Morning came and the majestic mountains stood bold and
beautiful in all their glory. The place was serene and raw in its beauty so
much so that it became difficult to decide which direction to look in. The
place was adorned by the harmonious energy of the nearby monastery. One can
truly appreciate Ama Dablam(22,349 ft / 6,812 m) from here. The place also
gives you the first views of Everest even if it is just the top. Waking up
early I snatched a little private time and got lost in its beauty! Meanwhile, the
guys made a video on the not so functional helipad.
The trek started with an Alice in wonderland tone. Beautiful trees with pink flowers
embellished marked our ways. We headed towards the Pangboche village, where we
got some nice views of Mount Ama Dablam. We took our lunch at Pangboche. We
noticed a decrease in our appetites. Garlic soup known to help acclimatize and
improve immunity was taken with every meal. Eating Tibetan bread and jam we
tried to supplement our food with energy bars.
After lunch, the clouds became merciless dressed in our
ponchos we marched towards Dingboche. Following the footsteps of the person
ahead, we trusted each other's instincts. Walking in the first snow of the trek
our hands froze to the cruel cold winds.
We moved towards Pheriche and Imja Valley hereafter.
Lobuche River was a delight to watch and then a steep hike to Dingboche. Night
came and some of us started
to get some serious headaches. The thought of taking a helicopter back to Lukla
had started to allure a few of us.
Steps covered: 17,021; Flights
climbed:139 floors
Day 08: Acclimatisation day at Dingboche (30th April)
Altitude: 14,469 ft (4,410 m)
Time/Distance: 4 hours, 9.7 km
Trek gradient: Moderate. Trek to
Chukung.
This day was reserved for acclimatization. Dingboche is a
place with scenic beauty. A village in the Khumbu region of northeastern Nepal in the Chukhung Valley it has a population of around 250. One finds farms and
crop- fields all around. The natives here grow crops like barley, buckwheat, and
potatoes. The entire Valley of Imja is bordered with stone walls bordering
fields and houses. The walls are built to protect the crops from cold winds and
grazing animals.
We went for a small trek to Chukung, which is a 5 hours trek and at a height of 4,730
meters. Chukung is towards the east and lies within the Imjatse valley. The
trek is gradual but the thinning air hardens the trek. From the top one can
enjoy the view of the entire valley. We enjoyed the peaks, the views here are mind-blowing. We got to see three eight-thousanders: Makalu, Cho Oyu, Lhotse; and several other smaller peaks. On the
way back we were welcomed by a light shower of snowflakes.
At 3am in the night a few of us decided to view the peaks
in the moonlight. I had presumed only Everest could beat the morning views. Little
did I know I was totally wrong. Under a hundred stars there stood the
mountains like huge diamonds. Ringing bells of the nearby animals in the
stable added a scary feel. The night was chilly and it was difficult to retire
to beds leaving the view!
Steps covered:16,626, Flights
climbed:101 floors
Can't remove my eyes off you!
Day 9: Dingboche to Lobuche(1st May)
Altitude:
Time/Distance: 7.5 hours, 9 km
Trek gradient: Moderate with a
steep hike in between. Mostly through the valley
Morning came and the village seemed to be under a spell from
the previous night's snow the entire valley was covered in a white blanket.
We headed towards our first stop at Thukla. The initial
trial was easy as we passed through the Dusa valley. This place had the best
views of the entire trek. It offered views of the Mt. Tawache, Ama Dablam, and
Pokalde mountains. We also had a view of Nuptse (7861m). At each stop, the
beauty kept increasing. Every time we thought it can't get better than this.
Nature gave us a second chance to remake our minds. Hereafter we crossed
Dhudkoshi River before reaching our lunch place. The terrain was mostly
rocky. We then moved towards Dughla Pass/ Thukla Pass. This is a steep hike of
an hour before we reach the mountaineers’ memorials. Dhugla / Thukla Pass to
Lobuche trail is almost flat. The difficult part here was the dropping
temperature. Every now then we rubbed our hands to warn our numbing fingers.
While all of us shivered in our down jackets Aakash managed in a wind sheeter.
The Pyramid International Laboratory/Observatory high
altitude scientific research center was our stay for the night. Located at
5,050 m (16,568 ft), it has been offering the international scientific
community a priceless opportunity to study the environment, climate, human
physiology, and geology in a remote mountain-protected area. It is a totally self-sufficient place, using
only renewable energy provided by a large solar power system. We were super
excited to see comfy beds as opposed to the other lodges. We reached the
pyramid extremely tired. In the hopes of getting a hot shower, Milan entered the restroom. Came out instead like a
fluttering bird warning us of the cold water. Our excitement was short-lived as
many of us found a serious drop in our energy levels. Suri turned red. Milan,
Omar and Loshali dreamed of helicopters. Umesh turned solemn. Aakash refused to
eat. Nikki was obviously an exception to it. Me? I just wanted a hot shower!
Organizer to the rescue: gave back massage to the fellow injured soldiers!
Steps covered:14,862; Flights
climbed:72 floors
Day 10: Lobuche to Gorakshep to
Everest base camp and back to Gorakshep (2nd May)
I was happy to see Aakash finally using his down jacket he
had been carrying all this while! We left the pyramid and started our trek. The
group's energy was high as the special day had finally come. We walked along
the Khumbu Glacier, providing
excellent vistas of the Himalayan peaks nearby. Lunch was at Gorak Shep soupy
noodles after which we headed back to our trail until base camp.
We passed glaciers, ice pinnacles, and crevasses of the
Khumbu along the way. The trek
to the base camp became a challenge as we crossed the rocky terrain almost
twisting our ankles at some points. We finally reached the area of the base
camp.
The moment had come!
We had seen many peaks and snow-laden mountains but Everest
certainly had its own charm. Hiding behind the other glorious peaks it almost
seemed to tease us by giving only a glimpse hiding behind the clouds every now
and then. The king of the valley is of a magnificent 8,848
metres (29,029 ft) height. Each year it allures
thousands of people only a few actually get to the summit. Many prayer flags adorned the place. The glacier was a
mix of rock and ice. Large pools of water and ice are formed by melting ice in
the warm sun.
In all
your magnificence, you stand so tall,
Alluring
some and making many fall!
And so,
I stand here guilty of the same love
To
which Edmund Hillary and Tenzing had succumbed.
Gasping
for breath and holding my weak knee,
Trying
to calm my fluttering heart,
Skipping
many beats!
I stand
in awe of your very presence
Wondering
what made me come running to your company
And
I'll be the tragic maiden who is struck by unrequited love.
Forever
in your chains, bowing down to your every law.
Unforgiving
you are I've heard the tales ...
For
those who are lost are happily buried in your lap,
And
those like me still loath for more.
Oh! how
I wish to encompass you in my arms
A dream
too big, a child's unwavering call.
Yet you
smile at me, a blissful one it is.
You've
known how it ends you've been playing this game.
I've
come close yet a closer embrace I seek
So,
I'll come again running, jumping; risking a bit more.
Oh, but
a foolish me!
You feel a plethora of emotions on reaching the Everest
Base camp. The joy of reaching the place, tiredness of the treacherous trek, and
a sinking feeling of the ending journey. I've always wondered why people risk
and summit peaks. but like they say somewhere between climbing up you'll know
why!
The return journey was almost a run trying to escape
dropping temperatures before it gets dark.
Steps covered:19,726; Flights
climbed:15 floors
Return Journey
Day 11 part 1: Gorakshep to Dingboche to
Pheriche (3rd May)
Some of the BTC members still found a bit of energy left in
them and decided to trek to Kala Pathar. The distances that we had covered in
two and a half days were to be covered in a day. Although descending, the journey becomes hard on
your knees.
There came a point in the trek when the sun was shining
while the clouds floated below. All this with snow falling on us. Nature
playing its own games! Nevertheless, it didn’t deter me from stealing a few
mins stopping every now and then to fill my cup with the astounding beauty.
We reached the lodge and hogged on our last supplies of
food. Masala papad vanished before our eyes. Milan decided to come to our
rescue along with our Dhanno aka Umesh at dinner. Together they prepared super
spicy yellow salted rice. With Fanta in drinks, all of us ate properly after a
long time. Umesh's smile finally returned.
In this lodge, we were lucky to meet a Sherpa who summited
the peak 4 times. Our dear organizer couldn't help but smile like a girl
falling for his second love almost turning red. (1st being Everest).
Day 11 Part 2: Pheriche to Namche
The climate changed into a cloudy one. A white mist
surrounding us all over. With very low visibility we walked into the unknown.
Forming our own small groups, we ended up into long conversations and a
much-needed easy walk!
Day 12: Namche to Lukla (4th
May)
The next day so Batman proof of his previous day's shower. The green plains were back in sight and slowly we left the snow-capped peaks behind. The suspension bridges came soon Loshali jumping on them this time fearless! On our way back we met two guys who inspire one to the next level. Handicapped yet their spirits were high!
The way to the Thaktul monastery is a steep climb, something I was still not used to
and drained our energies. We came across this red
coloured building that was built in the face of a stone cliff. It almost seemed
like someone had adorned the hill with a red 'bindi.' This was exactly the place
one would long to spend time in the latter years of life.
We had the last meal of the trek together and it was time to part ways with the porter and guide.
Steps covered: 26,847; Flights climbed: 171 floors
Day 13: Flight from Lukla to
Kathmandu and the jump! (5th May)
In Milan’s words, our encounters with life-threatening
dangers were never-ending. We
had only begun to adjust to the pollution levels but we decided to take on a second risk. Heading towards the last resort
our plan for the day is to bungee jump today. A long car ride of 5 hours and we
reached closer to our Nemesis. The last suspension bridge of the journey seemed to be more daunting
than any other bridge we hopped over. At a height of 160 m, the people feed you
well and then push you over! With white faces, we walked towards our sealed
fates. My parents often tell me I'm crazy. For the first time standing on the
bridge, I actually agreed with them. Taking a leap of faith, we jumped one by
one facing the river. In the first three seconds, you can feel your heart coming to
your mouth and there is not even enough time to shout! After which the cool
breeze welcomes and the tough part is over! Overwhelmed with our accomplishment
all our pains and aches went away in seconds. We found ourselves giving hugs
and patting each other's back.
This was followed by watching the videos of our jump. The
reality surfaced. Death looked
on most of the faces we couldn’t stop laughing at each other! The cherry on the
cake was taken by Milan when he shouted "Papaji Bachao!"
Dinner time saw us having 8 Rotis with Dal tadka. Food was
never this tasty!
Steps covered:8,292; Flights climbed: 30 Floors
Day 14: Stay at Kathmandu (6th
May)
The joys of returning back to civilization were overwhelming. We had scrumptious royal lunch at Hotel Shangri La - fine dining and a lavish treat. We almost seemed like villagers recently
introduced to luxury. You seem to appreciate everything much more. A dessert at
the end and we already seemed to put back the fats that we had lost. In the
evening we went shopping to buy souvenirs. At
night Ok2 for a tasty dessert. Our clothes glowed in the lights.
Day 15: Departure (7th
May)
This was the toughest day in the entire trek. Goodbyes are
never easy.
What makes these journeys super special is that you travel the road to a strong friendship
soon. The journey from a formal hello to dude, bro, yaar, abbe, f*** goes
quickly. The hangover of the time spent stays long after the trip is over. One
of the side effects is city life suddenly becomes difficult to cope up with.
The following words and items hold a special place after the
trek."Chikki,5 mins, Helicopter, Lemon tea, Sunscreen, Suspension Bridges,
Aqua tabs, Potato-Chips, Lakpa, Hot Water Shower, Baby wipes, Snickers"
Oftentimes we believe that we'll encounter a life-changing
experience, get lucky with finding our loved ones and that life itself would
just happen wonderfully. However, the truth of the matter is that these great
experiences and human connections are to be grabbed. So, reach out your hand
and move out from the comforts of your perfectly laid life. I pray you to move fast for the sun shall set
soon and "There is a tide in the affairs of men, which taken at the
flood, leads on to fortune."
And if
not this lifetime,
We'll
meet in the forthcoming.
Beyond
the orange lit horizon,
Above
the green meadowy planes.
Free of
human limitations,
Devoid
of worldly litigations...
In the
moonlight of summer,
We'll
dance with fairies all night long!
And In
the multicoloured spectrum,
We'll
wear a crown of A thousand-petalled lotus
And
there my love We shall bloom together.
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