I have written on Death maybe once or twice before this. I have reached on this topic when none of the thoughts in my mind were clear enough that I could isolate them and jot them down in alphabets.
Apparently, Death was my escape then as it is today!
Today I wonder that if Death, apart from written pieces, when occurs for real, is an escape or is a trap into just another captivity.
Like, what if, it is a reality like a spider's web. We might think of it as a run away from life's problems, while actually it is a network of all those problems intertwined, forming a circle and you lay at the core of it!
Doesn't sound much of an escape, eh!?
Well, I do not intend to make you fearful of death any more than the whole of humankind already is! (Yes we fear death. Period).
What I wish to imply here is that whatever I wrote above regarding Death began with a 'what if'. So, if Life is the antonym of Death (according to Dictionary.com!), then probably we should keep the 'what if(s)' away from our lives and let that be a concern only for Death(s) for one doesn't know how long a Death may last but one knows for sure that life ain't gonna be that long to sustain all those 'what if(s)'! P.S. - Enjoy the picture, people! 😊
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After spending so much time in Spiti, in almost all seasons, I noticed people who come to Spiti to travel, always say this one thing about how people are 'mad' to live in such conditions and how someone from city can never adapt to such a place, where there are such less facilities and so many challenges on a daily basis.
Which is true, but what many don't realise is the city life, where you have all the facilities literally at your doorstep, the way of living and the quality of life is so so bad that if you would ask the people of Spiti if they would leave their heavenly land for the numerous facilities and lesser hardships, 99%people will say no.
For them, we are the mad ones.
I have seen the way people live here, one of my favourite things about Spiti apart from the visual views, the kind people, is the unity within them. How selflessly they are ready to help anyone in any type of situation, whereas in cities most people don't even know the names of people who live right nextdoor.
I, personally can leave the city for Spiti without a doubt, yes mountain life is difficult, but I don't mind if my biggest problem waking up is shoveling the snow off my mud roof, where I need to stock up in advance for a storm during which everything is closed, where my eyes burn not because of the pollution but not wearing glasses while looking at a snowy landscape shinning in the sun, where I'm having difficulties breathing as I ran up the stairs in Key, where I see a little Tenzin knowing more basic daily activities than I did at one point myself, where I need to walk with heavy cans of water everyday just to get the normal activities of the day done, or where I wake up to the heavenly Himalayan views with the chants of the monks echoing in the valley and watching the daily life start as the sun provides the little warmth in the bone chilling winter. It's true how one can make any place feel like home, and I love Delhi too, for just a couple of reasons, but I do. But if it's just about that one big step from all the facilities to hardly any, I wouldn't waste a second thinking about it and runaway to Spiti right now, for the life one has there, all the challenges are worth it! ❤️