Breaking Through the Clouds

He’s at war with himself.

What the deuce have I been doing here in this wilderness past few days trying to summit the eight-thousander? I can’t hang tough and brave the elements anymore, he thought.

Bone-tired, his oxygen bottle close to empty, he fortuitously discovered a mountain hollow well-protected from snow and storm. He went deep inside, and blacked out.

When he regained consciousness, he could hear the muted roar of the blizzard outside. In front, near a burning diya, someone was chanting “Om Mani Padme Hum”… The more he heard it, the more he felt equipped to face anything.

First published in f3

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