Goechala: Day (8/9): Passing light of day
It was close to 3am when Hari started panicking inside the tent due to breathlessness. Shashi continued the drill along with Hari, and, I snored away to glory in the background. They gave me a death stare as if I had stolen away their share of oxygen. .
It didn't matter anyway, the time was up. Our comorades from neighbouring tents were getting ready one by one. It was pitch dark, but I could see the streaks of nervous smile in everyone's face. I however had other issue to tackle with in my mind - a hot cup of tea before a 5hr trek without any breaks in between was a perfect recipe to trigger the worst of nature's call.
The challenge was not about climbing the steep mountains, or draining out energy, or forming tennis ball sized blisters - the physical pain was beyond salvation. The real challenge was more cerebral in nature. My neural activities were now trained only to see what was in front of me with no interpretations.
I had already visualised myself amidst Kanchenjunga, I just had to recreate the scene in reality.
I realised, since I set foot on the trek, I hadn't worried about my friends, family, salary or mundane professional life, hadn't worried about the could-haves and the have-beens. For these 8 days, I had lived every unit second of my life for the moment. Throughout this journey I have learned one thing i.e. life is simple when you don't think about yourself. We sometimes burn out, slip, fade and wish to walk away. But, just like these mountains, we need to stop and say "These colors will turn to gray, but I will find my way through this passing light of day"
The famous Rhododendron Juice from my Roopkund trek!
Made from the flowers of Rhododendron Tree which are found blossoming in the month of May or during snowy winters basically, and these flowers are preserved round the year and consumed in the form of this tasty and refreshing drink. We all trekkers loved this drink and couldn't get enough of it.
For me ofcourse it was more special as we have our very own Homoeopathic Drug made from Rhododendron! Since I went in early months of winter so I wasn't lucky enough to see the blooming flowers on the trees, reminded me of its common name Snow rose!! Known to be best in Gouty and Rheumatic complaints, I couldn't help but notice that the locals could hike up and down the mountains with great ease, probably because of regular consumption of this? Probably!
Rhododendron acts specifically on symptoms of the joints, swollen joints or the gouty inflammation of the great toe, wandering from one joint to another which is worse at night. And on the limbs which has tearing pains, in shoulders, arms, wrists which come on by change of weather and worse before or during a storm, wet, windy and cold weather. The patients who require this remedy dread the storm, especially are afraid of the thunder. The symptoms usually reappear in rough weather or night. Also, the pains are worse when at rest and compels the patient to change place and wander.
Other symptoms that get worse during the storm are Ciliary neuralgia, muscular asthenopia, facial (trigeminal) neuralgia and this is better by eating (which again is a form of movement) and warmth!! It belongs to the Ericaceae family and the main theme of the family is of having wandering pains, pains that change location from one part to another and there is a great desire to move from one place to another. Other remedies of this family are Kalmia, Ledum, Chimaphila, Gaultheria, Arbutus whose symptomology is lays around this theme.
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I had a little nut-tree,
Nothing would it bear.
I searched in all its branches,
But not a nut was there. 'Oh, little tree,' I begged, 'Give me just a few.' The little tree looked down at me
And whispered, 'Nuts to you.'
- Roald Dahl