tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22766337719738463642024-03-21T08:32:59.042+05:45Insight through WordsYour words can reckon and empathize your true emotions/ feelings / inner soul that is what i Believe.wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-24627826945310006162023-06-13T17:06:00.000+05:452023-06-13T17:06:20.487+05:45Title: Trekking to Gokyo - Renjo La (Everest Region): A Journey of Adventure, and Strangers<p><b>Introduction</b>:</p><p>Embarking on a solo trek to Gokyo, I had no idea that this expedition would be filled with unforgettable experiences, breathtaking landscapes, and lifelong friendships. From the challenging ascent to the serene tranquility of high-altitude villages, every day brought new adventures and surprises. Join me as I recount the incredible journey from Day 1 to Day 10, where we conquered towering peaks, faced adversity, and formed bonds that will last a lifetime.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsIsu166GGMmS6sEdoz50UO0azGt5mHCnU3zcsLeA--G6XG-sjEaRaVCc3KeLhB3k2MGqUeMiJw2eJmP2O1-wi3x8vCLjIoOed9Y_eswwrKALYXD4rViPdu1YXwHyIkLh1ZeyT1ywE9noqNxH3Ear9GnadzJ9yOZ7cSeHEJ3ECwgVnQ45sOhJF-Od_hA/s4104/20221027_132006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3898" data-original-width="4104" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsIsu166GGMmS6sEdoz50UO0azGt5mHCnU3zcsLeA--G6XG-sjEaRaVCc3KeLhB3k2MGqUeMiJw2eJmP2O1-wi3x8vCLjIoOed9Y_eswwrKALYXD4rViPdu1YXwHyIkLh1ZeyT1ywE9noqNxH3Ear9GnadzJ9yOZ7cSeHEJ3ECwgVnQ45sOhJF-Od_hA/s320/20221027_132006.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><b><i>Day 1: The Journey Begins at Lukla (2,840m):</i></b></p><p>After a thrilling flight from Kathmandu to Lukla, known for its challenging Tenzing-Hillary Airport, I met our guide, Arjun Dai, and embarked on the first leg of our trek. The destination for the day was Phakding (2,610m), a picturesque village nestled in the Dudh Koshi River valley. As we descended through lush forests and crossed suspension bridges, the beauty of the Everest region began to unfold before our eyes.</p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikw2zpIvBoduDNQOi4Iy6abo3uHvOGTdyf_J-obbP1mnOmfhChZs8TUbF-iABUe6RFbeARHU4UIgq0n5HPWyUGsaI_Kv4-7vcuhMgLWwb3_VRG6STqdFyp5bOn13uFoSu5kpI39f46dLy6L8tX83TEWGY0AT1EGgh01CCrU0nR-Pm7q1seb5wp5iI7ow/s4618/20221029_094302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4618" data-original-width="3464" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikw2zpIvBoduDNQOi4Iy6abo3uHvOGTdyf_J-obbP1mnOmfhChZs8TUbF-iABUe6RFbeARHU4UIgq0n5HPWyUGsaI_Kv4-7vcuhMgLWwb3_VRG6STqdFyp5bOn13uFoSu5kpI39f46dLy6L8tX83TEWGY0AT1EGgh01CCrU0nR-Pm7q1seb5wp5iI7ow/s320/20221029_094302.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="text-align: left;"><b><i>Day 2: Trekking to Namche Bazaar (3,440m):</i></b></p><p style="text-align: left;">With a steady uphill climb, we made our way to Namche Bazaar, the gateway to the Everest region. Passing through small villages and rhododendron forests, we marveled at the stunning vistas of the Khumbu Valley. Namche Bazaar, a vibrant Sherpa town, welcomed us with its colorful markets, cozy teahouses, and breathtaking views of Everest and Lhotse.</p></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAq1TbcZx4dRp-C6rKIm70-bxgiyERfbKWYLaw0mwt2HJy-1_TXbZDv8wzy2LKQ0J3xpxDC1h8Dy8DjfnGaUWNmKcnQOvqNWCHQf8epIFljIhKJAJAvuJ8QLk98o6CzeCqa0l5ZcRwsoexX1lAZE7Zj72L-B6kdlNHTs2V7q29XgVrGUNHJIcg5ZoNBw/s4000/20221030_083424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAq1TbcZx4dRp-C6rKIm70-bxgiyERfbKWYLaw0mwt2HJy-1_TXbZDv8wzy2LKQ0J3xpxDC1h8Dy8DjfnGaUWNmKcnQOvqNWCHQf8epIFljIhKJAJAvuJ8QLk98o6CzeCqa0l5ZcRwsoexX1lAZE7Zj72L-B6kdlNHTs2V7q29XgVrGUNHJIcg5ZoNBw/s320/20221030_083424.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif4A-9X-4a0KyNaw8kXkWRbaUmgBSCaptxXedsOnaqkJYptk_zdQPjllqb30G8vplaSPzixcw56aFIo3MMKT1wkhlWIFvMlrZoKRCnxaywrtc_nQOOFv0n-u3aaPmFqr1WorLpvwdGZrqlusQHjyIh04wVwa_qnJ-eq-8og43piw0z89O81Tk8ChTNdQ/s4000/20221030_132908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif4A-9X-4a0KyNaw8kXkWRbaUmgBSCaptxXedsOnaqkJYptk_zdQPjllqb30G8vplaSPzixcw56aFIo3MMKT1wkhlWIFvMlrZoKRCnxaywrtc_nQOOFv0n-u3aaPmFqr1WorLpvwdGZrqlusQHjyIh04wVwa_qnJ-eq-8og43piw0z89O81Tk8ChTNdQ/s320/20221030_132908.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="text-align: left;"><b><i><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />Day 3: Acclimatization and Exploration at Namche Bazaar:</i></b></p><p style="text-align: left;">Recognizing the importance of acclimatization, we spent the day exploring Namche Bazaar. We visited the Sherpa Cultural Museum, hiked to the Everest View Hotel for panoramic mountain views, and indulged in the lively atmosphere of the town. This rest day allowed our bodies to adjust to the increasing altitude and prepared us for the challenges ahead.</p></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn60hCFmAS7Bwf1b8jpCL6w9mZFp5wsL77MiPpjtNgHLpQruRSYUCbg5eduOiehBzsLOIkXWquqcCDXIQG3qPa0AE8oXqeuc9JfL8PCAmHhpOdN8fF1FlHXUkpSZWmOdhG_LvnnVh5SGNGevScO1laJ8_3uI9qsl03Kzi2QL02Ss5vArepOufIj54wHQ/s4000/20221031_090214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn60hCFmAS7Bwf1b8jpCL6w9mZFp5wsL77MiPpjtNgHLpQruRSYUCbg5eduOiehBzsLOIkXWquqcCDXIQG3qPa0AE8oXqeuc9JfL8PCAmHhpOdN8fF1FlHXUkpSZWmOdhG_LvnnVh5SGNGevScO1laJ8_3uI9qsl03Kzi2QL02Ss5vArepOufIj54wHQ/s320/20221031_090214.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnbNhBwm5IoYYaLxYjFBWzNsYU0H5DfP4n9ymQT-el8V9Ku3iOmME_iIMsguKqc1nAhHagj3WdaUbWZQe02jL8f4GljUfJ0aL9S3pL2pTwbBfTC_A4d34MTjf3ikxfZNNpSDjvRlBdso5nuovK7A94CYI8pGMjSDtFz9Ds-UCY6Hp3ExQq8htit9cx2w/s4000/20221031_112108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnbNhBwm5IoYYaLxYjFBWzNsYU0H5DfP4n9ymQT-el8V9Ku3iOmME_iIMsguKqc1nAhHagj3WdaUbWZQe02jL8f4GljUfJ0aL9S3pL2pTwbBfTC_A4d34MTjf3ikxfZNNpSDjvRlBdso5nuovK7A94CYI8pGMjSDtFz9Ds-UCY6Hp3ExQq8htit9cx2w/s320/20221031_112108.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNG5X0NjFr_kbj8ak73rZx6FG8FeaYoR8QdDamCvtwP2panectl6qBbMCStzwzFiE4fSWD_a3gSCtnAuPWeyjvrnVBcZFsg39ttNIHTkmXgSMZrOFaD_kTsGlG7SDK6LDPidGjldsxE-WZ1_rgrtFbi6M5r7pdxXoIYnVW7Io9veUlipQN-Kth4kBFKw/s4000/20221031_135124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNG5X0NjFr_kbj8ak73rZx6FG8FeaYoR8QdDamCvtwP2panectl6qBbMCStzwzFiE4fSWD_a3gSCtnAuPWeyjvrnVBcZFsg39ttNIHTkmXgSMZrOFaD_kTsGlG7SDK6LDPidGjldsxE-WZ1_rgrtFbi6M5r7pdxXoIYnVW7Io9veUlipQN-Kth4kBFKw/s320/20221031_135124.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="text-align: left;"><b><i><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />Day 4: Trekking to Dole (4,038m):</i></b></p><p style="text-align: left;">Leaving Namche Bazaar behind, we continued our ascent towards Dole. As the air grew thinner, we marveled at the rugged beauty of the Himalayas. The lack of electricity and network connectivity reminded us of the remoteness of the region. Despite the challenges, we managed to stay connected with Everest Link cards, ensuring our families knew of our progress. Arriving in Dole, we settled into Dole Resort and enjoyed exploring the nearby streams.</p></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSB62TsgZNHKIidWHtDnJi2kPoGVlxN6sNGsQ1h1Ew5NYmMclmXpDqIjOQa8_JmtC13FQfFlPmUB2z5Kfa2nIomTfwf61Arkd5fpYVvVGa1OsyTpHtjELfl19NjkqXH48_cVZa1av9sk176QIy4MXGqpZienZy4P3tcgY5B4mSm00plyhIQd6Js7r0Yw/s4000/20221102_100813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSB62TsgZNHKIidWHtDnJi2kPoGVlxN6sNGsQ1h1Ew5NYmMclmXpDqIjOQa8_JmtC13FQfFlPmUB2z5Kfa2nIomTfwf61Arkd5fpYVvVGa1OsyTpHtjELfl19NjkqXH48_cVZa1av9sk176QIy4MXGqpZienZy4P3tcgY5B4mSm00plyhIQd6Js7r0Yw/s320/20221102_100813.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p><b><i><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />Day 5: Rest and Exploration at Machhermo (4,470m):</i></b></p><p>Taking a break from intense hiking, we embarked on a shorter trek to Machhermo. The breathtaking views of the snow-capped peaks accompanied us throughout the journey. Upon reaching our destination, Yeti Lodge Machermo, we took time to refresh ourselves, wash clothes, and soak in the tranquility of the village. We explored the streams and engaged in friendly card games with fellow trekkers, forging bonds that would last beyond the trek.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKhktev1xZWgFlkfTX7GLNmh3vEXjSAG5dGSsJCfrVCgVJlo7-2uYHrWSLpGOB1xk3AScGIj6FNdBZlNIiFMgl2d79qTEE9waPqVt-X2QeQsFpxFd0RaWFZrfHB0g0mmp8yM2e1EldEY07CBhRjIgW0-iYSjD6EfVh77QDn--RtIg7wCwVM7HUEBhlrA/s4000/20221102_140522.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKhktev1xZWgFlkfTX7GLNmh3vEXjSAG5dGSsJCfrVCgVJlo7-2uYHrWSLpGOB1xk3AScGIj6FNdBZlNIiFMgl2d79qTEE9waPqVt-X2QeQsFpxFd0RaWFZrfHB0g0mmp8yM2e1EldEY07CBhRjIgW0-iYSjD6EfVh77QDn--RtIg7wCwVM7HUEBhlrA/s320/20221102_140522.jpg" width="320" /></a><b><i><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />Day 6: Reaching Gokyo Lake (4,750m):</i></b></p><p>Excitement filled the air as we set out to reach our ultimate destination - Gokyo Lake. Passing through Gokyo 2 and finally arriving at the main Gokyo Lake, we were captivated by its pristine beauty. After replenishing our energy with a well-deserved lunch, some of us decided to challenge ourselves further by climbing Gokyo Ri. The panoramic views from the top revealed the majesty of the Everest region, rewarding our determination and endurance.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigDkznaYOUI4TxDbAUZn2D6nmcl2GDuT-BrBhh7Vz66hTNHhJ_36ctjtKuWfscVTRbTdfzKtFW9waEXfMBRplbmaEMF5nHvVkNCHMSz48VcQb8vQSK0kESWNAbS8DcxJ2cpReczoUahZ0wDxorAM-6Vvg6LpdBA7hlOIxNF3ul_UCL7IeiPGB1zbG4Zg/s4000/20221103_103057_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigDkznaYOUI4TxDbAUZn2D6nmcl2GDuT-BrBhh7Vz66hTNHhJ_36ctjtKuWfscVTRbTdfzKtFW9waEXfMBRplbmaEMF5nHvVkNCHMSz48VcQb8vQSK0kESWNAbS8DcxJ2cpReczoUahZ0wDxorAM-6Vvg6LpdBA7hlOIxNF3ul_UCL7IeiPGB1zbG4Zg/s320/20221103_103057_02.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIg5G995bOcu4IR2doe5uUAuho-BAXwcMQBiIR802M2e0uK-w4IVydZahcvQpnv3RgiDujoWkArzbAKAI0rkZobnYAX7YNFu-9hwtchn9LPpCIRs_q9bZc9b5NhGXBSvDeKs4ThKzZwOGEadr-AoW0U4c-VrNCj3KIS6s1TuH0-y_1tkl1KMUJoqgGVw/s4000/20221103_111831.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIg5G995bOcu4IR2doe5uUAuho-BAXwcMQBiIR802M2e0uK-w4IVydZahcvQpnv3RgiDujoWkArzbAKAI0rkZobnYAX7YNFu-9hwtchn9LPpCIRs_q9bZc9b5NhGXBSvDeKs4ThKzZwOGEadr-AoW0U4c-VrNCj3KIS6s1TuH0-y_1tkl1KMUJoqgGVw/s320/20221103_111831.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAVUW8uckmbdFTwKxf3K29djQsa3nNTD1YJYueb5ndk8ZOp8ASWHgogcASjPQ_3RIR5OAS5pxzUDW-OFVyG_3o6zXiCJAxcMqJOcNJCj-7_N34Wm43qw-uGqRJcka69B7XucoxebLmUOHwc7_sUDQFk4fiIbF4mFWBo3vkVf0Jxfosx4i4NWqZz9z18Q/s4000/20221103_143722.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAVUW8uckmbdFTwKxf3K29djQsa3nNTD1YJYueb5ndk8ZOp8ASWHgogcASjPQ_3RIR5OAS5pxzUDW-OFVyG_3o6zXiCJAxcMqJOcNJCj-7_N34Wm43qw-uGqRJcka69B7XucoxebLmUOHwc7_sUDQFk4fiIbF4mFWBo3vkVf0Jxfosx4i4NWqZz9z18Q/s320/20221103_143722.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicLnp46PZx4B6-Ux530JHYhMhfYO0q_MYwtgV7NLK_GK8Yy5v9BEgR8_A_oQcmeZHuumLw3RATb5RHWS99clceEHTX5lCmGu9SiC3dKC3OcCsGz75zVYLC9WRwdXJNW-MYINAZYyWXFG9d7TT0bEClAxLuPGZ1gEwy-h5ZoDEov3AVId3uTeEo2BLpBA/s4000/20221103_143746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicLnp46PZx4B6-Ux530JHYhMhfYO0q_MYwtgV7NLK_GK8Yy5v9BEgR8_A_oQcmeZHuumLw3RATb5RHWS99clceEHTX5lCmGu9SiC3dKC3OcCsGz75zVYLC9WRwdXJNW-MYINAZYyWXFG9d7TT0bEClAxLuPGZ1gEwy-h5ZoDEov3AVId3uTeEo2BLpBA/s320/20221103_143746.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdqQmESlta4Rh5eVmNkMvhgWVlAzbHJpZ6w9c97OfU4fG1NIfmpOmOyQ90J3yrVM2G-1cn1F_piZMShYO3Mh511uLPf6Ti_2wTEuXI0Tk2JWKyO2u8xV0IBn3ZRddilBrLZBLbywGn55qhEyI0QeftTLNHsIiZI68n7SMpWVXxtV4D12VS27pvxDKp2Q/s4000/20221103_160847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdqQmESlta4Rh5eVmNkMvhgWVlAzbHJpZ6w9c97OfU4fG1NIfmpOmOyQ90J3yrVM2G-1cn1F_piZMShYO3Mh511uLPf6Ti_2wTEuXI0Tk2JWKyO2u8xV0IBn3ZRddilBrLZBLbywGn55qhEyI0QeftTLNHsIiZI68n7SMpWVXxtV4D12VS27pvxDKp2Q/s320/20221103_160847.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="text-align: left;"><b><i><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />Day 7: Conquering Renjo La Pass (5,360m):</i></b></p><p style="text-align: left;">Day seven presented us with a formidable challenge - ascending Renjo La Pass. The steep ascent tested our physical and mental strength, but the view from the top made it all worthwhile. The sweeping panorama of the Everest mountain range, the Tibetan mountain range with Cho-oyu, and the stunning sights of Gokyo and Renjo Lake below left us in awe. Descending to Lungden, we reached settlement after hours of trekking without sight of any villages, grateful for the warm hospitality at River Side Lodge & Restaurant in Murlung.</p></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimdQR7IEsUZ9h_J63VkvuoTnb-rgLhhaQXcj2VjDNvTycW1sCn_nhkRHPkkaKNzA_A0aU7ms6ZdpuW4Rvinnh_XQD6TZuTNbpCecpMICNAHM3OjdIPYJPQzei7lsQTQVUa3VAz_8XwMHatA3y2ZnouLduaXK5sXro6lrPdkhaLt05JhVoSr-GLouz5Hw/s4000/20221104_084806.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimdQR7IEsUZ9h_J63VkvuoTnb-rgLhhaQXcj2VjDNvTycW1sCn_nhkRHPkkaKNzA_A0aU7ms6ZdpuW4Rvinnh_XQD6TZuTNbpCecpMICNAHM3OjdIPYJPQzei7lsQTQVUa3VAz_8XwMHatA3y2ZnouLduaXK5sXro6lrPdkhaLt05JhVoSr-GLouz5Hw/s320/20221104_084806.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyuAkv5CLYGFARruHT9hCPKXXb58QAfbA5Mjo3HAHv9hmtu2C6ZpimvmgkdQ64UcXieeFdN37-6Zi88sKbi7A-xI3fWj4uRsV2wGzxtdKt4hkKTZNTlwoB9AzEOmYY_oCsARdiynuQ8PoQcXh7TtxQ1FrdkgREJr1hLVo-UqWSjJRAeFKDXKSlH7Xbtg/s4000/20221104_105628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyuAkv5CLYGFARruHT9hCPKXXb58QAfbA5Mjo3HAHv9hmtu2C6ZpimvmgkdQ64UcXieeFdN37-6Zi88sKbi7A-xI3fWj4uRsV2wGzxtdKt4hkKTZNTlwoB9AzEOmYY_oCsARdiynuQ8PoQcXh7TtxQ1FrdkgREJr1hLVo-UqWSjJRAeFKDXKSlH7Xbtg/s320/20221104_105628.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqOWCyZGBBrXS99L80PLBE0wvd1H2GhCrEvWCVI4R0QKb1maWT0QXBkmIbCwt5vkSrTMbX2WNNdruK02lSB8z2w0QRZW6J-EFA3WJcAhbH8eL1RJ5Zo3bwW-2H0y8lS4f_NIBvHCyQwZbUozma4SMtOnmrCIap0rn7I52SDLaNXiMNt1QvClFyLMq4Hw/s4000/20221105_103659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqOWCyZGBBrXS99L80PLBE0wvd1H2GhCrEvWCVI4R0QKb1maWT0QXBkmIbCwt5vkSrTMbX2WNNdruK02lSB8z2w0QRZW6J-EFA3WJcAhbH8eL1RJ5Zo3bwW-2H0y8lS4f_NIBvHCyQwZbUozma4SMtOnmrCIap0rn7I52SDLaNXiMNt1QvClFyLMq4Hw/s320/20221105_103659.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b><i>Day 8: Celebrations in Namche Bazaar:</i></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="text-align: left;">Returning to Namche Bazaar, we indulged in a day of celebration. Our spirits were high as we planned to experience the lively nightlife of this vibrant Sherpa town. We hung fliers at Cafe Danphe Bar, hoping to leave our mark and joined a live performance show at Hungry Yak, immersing ourselves in the festive atmosphere.</p><p><br style="text-align: left;" /></p></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5I8ejTiWo7lpu05gKVn5iD8J6ujeauiuWjRQ5kKcQB4tlTK-98wPibAR1sjvybOj0dNdWDso1HpX28dHfXU0MrTAfm7hrALI9qqu0drfLIDJ4uRJlJUstSBS9QTFNSEaVr8yEKxvdTziDLbYxFTepthwV2HHiZU4r96SB5xHeipKekYXShehpcEhJw/s4000/20221105_175759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5I8ejTiWo7lpu05gKVn5iD8J6ujeauiuWjRQ5kKcQB4tlTK-98wPibAR1sjvybOj0dNdWDso1HpX28dHfXU0MrTAfm7hrALI9qqu0drfLIDJ4uRJlJUstSBS9QTFNSEaVr8yEKxvdTziDLbYxFTepthwV2HHiZU4r96SB5xHeipKekYXShehpcEhJw/s320/20221105_175759.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><b><i>Day 9: Farewell to the Mountains:</i></b></p><p>As our trek drew to a close, we bid farewell to the mountains that had become our home. Leaving behind a donation of medicines for the locals, we trekked back to Lukla, savoring a warm bath that we had missed dearly. Exploring Lukla at night, though quieter than Namche, allowed us to reflect on the incredible journey and the lifelong friendships we had forged. We bid farewell to our guide and porter, Devendra, who had become an integral part of our adventure, leaving him with heartfelt tips and gratitude.</p><p><br /></p><p><b><i>Day 10: Journey's End and Reflection:</i></b></p><p>Filled with a mix of emotions, we boarded the flight from Lukla to Manthali. The trek had come to an end, but the memories and experiences would stay with us forever. Meeting as strangers, we had become a close-knit group of trekking buddies. Reflecting on our journey, we recognized the transformative power of nature, camaraderie, and personal growth. Though our paths may diverge, the bonds formed during this extraordinary adventure will always hold a special place in our hearts.</p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWHY8N87T5-JKTT8A6CWNNJnKXNf_oEaTT9mA6hdOa2ehlkz5ve8TJ6lrYekDonNGB1P1qnynhze28oVb0JvZO_mYVQ3CiHaOCXCo1a35fy7_T1w55gFKX-sIuHykd2IYR18QRCCnwX8cE9g0c_s666RZzyLiBsphH-iWvua5sCL5671FuCuxxalrL9g/s9248/20221107_073238.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="9248" data-original-width="6936" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWHY8N87T5-JKTT8A6CWNNJnKXNf_oEaTT9mA6hdOa2ehlkz5ve8TJ6lrYekDonNGB1P1qnynhze28oVb0JvZO_mYVQ3CiHaOCXCo1a35fy7_T1w55gFKX-sIuHykd2IYR18QRCCnwX8cE9g0c_s666RZzyLiBsphH-iWvua5sCL5671FuCuxxalrL9g/s320/20221107_073238.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><b><i>Conclusion:</i></b></p><p>Trekking to Gokyo was an adventure that exceeded all expectations. From the stunning landscapes and the challenges faced at high altitudes to the friendships formed along the way, it was a journey that will be cherished for a lifetime. The beauty of the Everest region, the resilience of the human spirit, and the sense of accomplishment at every step created an experience that was truly unforgettable. As we continue to keep in touch, meeting occasionally to reminisce about our trek, we are reminded of the incredible power of nature to bring people together and the lasting impact of shared adventures.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-71445647363079928602021-11-15T17:48:00.004+05:452021-11-15T17:48:27.782+05:45Claiming your SSF in Nepal<p> Our government has dissolved Provident Fund for private companies, and started Social Security Fund, alike the ones followed by many developed countries abroad. However, there are many loopholes and dissatisfactory aspects to it therefore, employees and employers have been voicing against it. Nevertheless, the fact that PF has been here for a long time and is trusted by many, whereas SSF is a fairly new concept has also led to this doubt. </p><p>But today we are not talking about what is SSF, if SSF is better than PF and if companies should move to SSF, today we will cover the topic of how to claim your SSF amount once you leave your office, given that option is allowed in your case.</p><p><br /></p><p></p><ol style="text-align: left;"><li>First of find the claim form <a href="https://ssf.gov.np/source/forms/lum_sum_withdraw_form.pdf" target="_blank">here</a> or go to SSF office in Babarmahal, ask the Security Person for the form. Fill in the details like your SSF no, Personal Pan no, Personal details, Office details, your banks details, and your signature.</li><li>Submit a copy of your citizenship.</li><li>Submit a copy of you SSF card.</li><li>Submit the resignation letter that your office provided.</li><li>Submit a copy of your Personal PAN if the accumulated amount is greater than 5 lakh.</li><li> Submit the file for verification to the respective office and the amount is deposited to your bank account the following day or some days later.</li></ol><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-59194749870092670212021-05-03T10:27:00.005+05:452021-05-03T10:27:50.456+05:45Why, my dreams?<div style="box-sizing: border-box; font-family: "Segoe UI", system-ui, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><div data-tid="messageBodyContainer"><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">I dreamt a dream again, a dream I want to keep forever</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">A dream as a memory of a beautiful encounter</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">I dreamt It snowed on this hot summer</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">The mountains were glowing dark red and bright at times</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">At times, quickly covered by the white clouds,</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">At times as the cloud would lift, they would shine back and glow in white</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Oh what a view it was in front of my eyes</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Mountains to the south east of my home</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">How could that be I never questioned</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">It was too surreal and astonishing</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Melting me away even in my dream</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Delighting me as I was rewarded in my dream</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent"><br /></div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">The next glimpse I took showed me a big tall hill in front on my house</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">No mountains far away to view but a hill
With stairs and trails,</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">People climbing it up
Mom told me it led to a religious pilgrimage</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Even without the top on sight, it was too tall
Could I ever want to climb it?</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Coming out to terrace again was another beautiful view</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Of the sun, the moon and the planets</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">It wasn’t full moon, but the moon was shining full and bright and maroon</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">They started off east, revealing Saturn making the cycle along,</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">The rings, oh my god, I could see</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">With my naked eyes from the terrace of my home</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">As they rotated clockwise, I witnessed the different sides of the Saturn</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">And Approaching north, it started to grow smaller</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Even in my dreams, I then left to go inside</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">I was on the ground floor of my birth house</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Trying to plug my laptop and phone
I was still working from home</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent"><br /></div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">What a beautiful and unrealistic dream it was</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Would I ever see in real?</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Could there be a away to print the pictures at least?</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Could there be a way to stamp my dreams as memories?</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Could I remember the beauty of the nature I long to see?</div><div data-tid="messageBodyContent">Oh dream, don’t fade away, snow, rain, mountains and hills, and the rotation of the moon and the Saturn </div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-54644466147063467522020-10-02T14:35:00.005+05:452022-11-09T16:25:04.949+05:45Trek To Tilicho-Thorangla: Sep 29, 2018 - Oct 6 2018<p> Who I was traveling with, I was unsure of, but what I was sure of was that at any cost I was trekking all the way to Tilicho base camp and if possible cross the Thorongla Pass. My best friend kept pushing away the date and backed out at the end so I ended up with two travel partners from my office. </p><p><b>Night 1: Sep 28, 2018: Kathmandu -Dumre</b></p><p>The 3 of us set out on the night of Sep 28th. We took a 7pm night bus from Gongabu Buspark that dropped us at Dumre 5 in the morning. It was very dark and I had an urgency to pee so badly. We looked around and found no washroom so I was ready to pee my way in the open but Raj found out a public toilet 200m ahead from where we were. After freshening up we also bought the ticket of the early morning bus that would drop us to Besisahar. </p><p><b>Day 1: Sep 29, 2018: Dumre-Besisahar-Manang</b></p><p>There were no proper shops open so we skipped our breakfast and geared ourselves for the bus ride that was as slow as me when running a 500m race. As we reached Besisahar we ordered ourselves lunch and freshened up in the same hotel itself. The vehicle route was damaged at many places because of recent landslides in various areas therefore we decided it wouldn't be a bad idea to take the pick-up ride with only space to stand at the back. We switched 4 vehicles that day as the roads were blocked by the eroded land and often time we had to walk for an hour or more to get to the next vehicle. By the time we were nearing Manang, our destination for the night, we had made ourselves comfortable on the trunk of the jeep, the cold and chilly night at 3000m altitude and the wind from the speeding vehicle had made our hands, legs, and face numb yet the dark night opened up to a view of the starry night with billions of stars twinkling above us like it was a scene from a painting or a photograph. We reached Manang at around 8pm, then we quickly booked ourselves a room, had warm garlic soup, stayed out around the firewood, had our warm and delicious dinner, and slept for the big day tomorrow.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhvkizQ_g-cvj4KoRXDl5VaUDnJfO-9Oj1lMRLyUkrTq9mw0RYcd89pbZG5PyE47qNhyuZdFB6vtyZorRs3ycrHOnfRKd1aklw9OHcdBqNDzGGfqcnStZtjqP4z3BfILSH_xCKOQjLI7kuuPy6Ac0YEC-dONjCV8HAfUMJvCMmod9XryH_4R5_MjngAzQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1241" data-original-width="3360" height="118" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhvkizQ_g-cvj4KoRXDl5VaUDnJfO-9Oj1lMRLyUkrTq9mw0RYcd89pbZG5PyE47qNhyuZdFB6vtyZorRs3ycrHOnfRKd1aklw9OHcdBqNDzGGfqcnStZtjqP4z3BfILSH_xCKOQjLI7kuuPy6Ac0YEC-dONjCV8HAfUMJvCMmod9XryH_4R5_MjngAzQ" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiZTTRWrY14mlGqXi8OMxghSaLcEbgEseZiGTzmYsDQbEOGYExrKmeLU-Z95FtmZKN248FXzz8y1wilo6DiUoCIvz72xlGIP4xjwPGNHmOEnpVa1M3uoz1MOhQ3DiUFHJOOINLX5FUMw_mO5EQ01Rt_eXeh9lxBvqYCvMBHXK6RQ8U6Tm6cvHPY8Cez9g" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiZTTRWrY14mlGqXi8OMxghSaLcEbgEseZiGTzmYsDQbEOGYExrKmeLU-Z95FtmZKN248FXzz8y1wilo6DiUoCIvz72xlGIP4xjwPGNHmOEnpVa1M3uoz1MOhQ3DiUFHJOOINLX5FUMw_mO5EQ01Rt_eXeh9lxBvqYCvMBHXK6RQ8U6Tm6cvHPY8Cez9g" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><p><b>Day 2: Sep 30, 2018: Manang-Gangapurna-Tilicho Base Camp</b></p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgpEOZSOEluhbf3KT4jD236O5ssAKR_P7Wnel1NWaLktFhPyfjxxwTZ8eTwvbui07pzD7AZCkONVbdjKLtD4DBPjzmE7rvCdLaKslTFJm0FYAEzd9E210aj9Ji-AZakge1WRrx18dYxt4GbOoP3myOfwvZIn2S-fSajCZ1pqT4qEsd5Pcp_7mm0GfM1bg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="1371" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgpEOZSOEluhbf3KT4jD236O5ssAKR_P7Wnel1NWaLktFhPyfjxxwTZ8eTwvbui07pzD7AZCkONVbdjKLtD4DBPjzmE7rvCdLaKslTFJm0FYAEzd9E210aj9Ji-AZakge1WRrx18dYxt4GbOoP3myOfwvZIn2S-fSajCZ1pqT4qEsd5Pcp_7mm0GfM1bg" width="180" /></a></b></div><b><br /><br /></b><p></p><p>We strolled around Manang then headed to Gangapurna which was on the other side of the Manang Valley, after spending some time admiring the deserted Gangapurna we then started out on the trail to Tilicho. We ate our breakfast at Khangsar where we had boiled potatoes with grounded chilly. It was only the start of the trekking season yet we came across a lot of fellow trekkers, mostly foreigners. We reached Upper Shrikharka (4400m) at around 1 pm where we ate our lunch and ordered a room for the next day after returning from Tilicho. We also left one of our bags with foods and clothes that we wouldn't be needing for our trek to Tilicho. This was because we had made up our mind to trek to Thorongla Pass too and the way to Thorongla and Tilicho separated from Shrikharka which meant we had to travel back to Shrikharka the next day on our journey to Thorongla. There we met a man who earlier we had seen riding his motorbike in the sloppy uphill road to Shrikharka. He was telling the hotel owner he lost his wallet, he had dropped it during the bike ride.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgYmkouF4-lw97dkwtDi9nS6R4wo1G6-_opxnxpLBbZ9zmnCz69s4zsJ3OkhEU92V22yW09SwQoIpQQU350aYhCxIdHqUIuYB1_zAa8ml55PqQVgkG7NzumUK87KN6kG16byadtirzX0Qcev7mWFFRIrE5qvBIhjeRjrIp16GJTzIhXn9HCj3AsZelZ2A" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1291" data-original-width="3360" height="123" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgYmkouF4-lw97dkwtDi9nS6R4wo1G6-_opxnxpLBbZ9zmnCz69s4zsJ3OkhEU92V22yW09SwQoIpQQU350aYhCxIdHqUIuYB1_zAa8ml55PqQVgkG7NzumUK87KN6kG16byadtirzX0Qcev7mWFFRIrE5qvBIhjeRjrIp16GJTzIhXn9HCj3AsZelZ2A" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><p>Later, after he left we came to know he was the owner of one of the hotels of Base camp. Had we known earlier we could have booked ourselves a room in advance.</p><p>Nevertheless, we traveled at our own pace however we made sure we weren't very slow as we needed to cross the landslide trail before the sunset. When I first saw the landslide trail, I couldn't contain my fear. I was pretty sure I will fall because the trail was downhill, slippery, and too narrow. One of the trekkers actually returned back as her original trek route was Thorongla and said she did not sign up for this adventure. This made me even more skeptical. However, my friends encouraged me and helped me and we started out again. As we reached the base camp we raced to find a room but to no avail. The guys slept in the diner along with other fellow trekkers whereas the hotel owner found me a room to be shared with the other two girls who I did not even get a chance to say thank you.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhwp458m3-_Rjbfn4nSHvU9tFwtguPqlvpZMFhCdmLVlKhANCqLVswXUQyrIvjMVMDp8oFalBBNTB7kzu4lJ9vRiepAVAdxh2LvLfPIqTWPGoHnsNw3UnfyOdJ84vEF9MOtOZ0MUYXw45c9hEg6jVQtp8194ZmqcRV_KDzL55JuO5Z2P4JQOR8MVLXfxA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhwp458m3-_Rjbfn4nSHvU9tFwtguPqlvpZMFhCdmLVlKhANCqLVswXUQyrIvjMVMDp8oFalBBNTB7kzu4lJ9vRiepAVAdxh2LvLfPIqTWPGoHnsNw3UnfyOdJ84vEF9MOtOZ0MUYXw45c9hEg6jVQtp8194ZmqcRV_KDzL55JuO5Z2P4JQOR8MVLXfxA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjT05UPaHhISefShsOOfi2nkIRcRZuFUcMW-5oZ68Mo27mfmiiOYAlt_bOa0jTw5dgXHbTOLKHgY0BMAEvh6ogFKiPkr26Cw2jZURCSdE75ueyLXzG_7_GOV27BvtNeZJjpzUg-xvDA4yVsj3TYLQWehH_qf4erBd83dolpXNLWolSZDGya72k05-NvJw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjT05UPaHhISefShsOOfi2nkIRcRZuFUcMW-5oZ68Mo27mfmiiOYAlt_bOa0jTw5dgXHbTOLKHgY0BMAEvh6ogFKiPkr26Cw2jZURCSdE75ueyLXzG_7_GOV27BvtNeZJjpzUg-xvDA4yVsj3TYLQWehH_qf4erBd83dolpXNLWolSZDGya72k05-NvJw" width="320" /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhC_jqIi2_BsY3GGQpELLKPFZRs-K7s29NIPlp6EPTkXjuSaEas-pa5it6Od73oHX4qmvK15Ewzs7XKdalzz8drryLbvjZaRpGaxOo2lm7li8xT5uTgFFdutO2surGuu5V73oi9CAXlArpJ6cpdcbJmna3DBJ8YwiT71EdoCqV1T672oZ3nTMpEigRbyw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="1371" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhC_jqIi2_BsY3GGQpELLKPFZRs-K7s29NIPlp6EPTkXjuSaEas-pa5it6Od73oHX4qmvK15Ewzs7XKdalzz8drryLbvjZaRpGaxOo2lm7li8xT5uTgFFdutO2surGuu5V73oi9CAXlArpJ6cpdcbJmna3DBJ8YwiT71EdoCqV1T672oZ3nTMpEigRbyw" width="180" /></a></div></div><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="1371" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhwp458m3-_Rjbfn4nSHvU9tFwtguPqlvpZMFhCdmLVlKhANCqLVswXUQyrIvjMVMDp8oFalBBNTB7kzu4lJ9vRiepAVAdxh2LvLfPIqTWPGoHnsNw3UnfyOdJ84vEF9MOtOZ0MUYXw45c9hEg6jVQtp8194ZmqcRV_KDzL55JuO5Z2P4JQOR8MVLXfxA" width="180" /></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCKvfo4jCEuS7vo2ZN9YJUmrk_S7IlkMqlv-Tu_wuZsYvQip_waVUowkK44ETRhdoNeQYDoYjOeRDYONQuFCtMqoWQRewWJqgfyS7NHVQOg5U6qmIF4D-8GqxkxEhWU1Ef2tF2-DRaMDRr8k60gzGIuTUUUfpLlwDQhWXFKkLeLcPh757Wgu4bdvWUGw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCKvfo4jCEuS7vo2ZN9YJUmrk_S7IlkMqlv-Tu_wuZsYvQip_waVUowkK44ETRhdoNeQYDoYjOeRDYONQuFCtMqoWQRewWJqgfyS7NHVQOg5U6qmIF4D-8GqxkxEhWU1Ef2tF2-DRaMDRr8k60gzGIuTUUUfpLlwDQhWXFKkLeLcPh757Wgu4bdvWUGw" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>The night was too cold. We were at 4000m and had actually descended 400m down from Shrikharka. </p><p><b>Day 3: Oct 1, 2018: Tilicho Base Camp - Tilicho - Upper Shrikharka</b></p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhY6E5B32c2H8rtQecLiMSWzWlLpwTXyQ91m5shADxBon02lsb6vRvmldzGUVCPycJ9MAPF_02QNnhvLsQi5pmnBCsmCpswfReEWBoRImHt1jXkmrb39dda9JVLP2_y3dUQ7YJ-Xn2Uabp9INyduavukU7XMMinJewc9dgkANWupWiwGLRkmxakH5nMYQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhY6E5B32c2H8rtQecLiMSWzWlLpwTXyQ91m5shADxBon02lsb6vRvmldzGUVCPycJ9MAPF_02QNnhvLsQi5pmnBCsmCpswfReEWBoRImHt1jXkmrb39dda9JVLP2_y3dUQ7YJ-Xn2Uabp9INyduavukU7XMMinJewc9dgkANWupWiwGLRkmxakH5nMYQ" width="320" /></a></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAIKqV1K78YXgLPP8RQ_veBpFqTf39eL56j3KKpDQbizJZuQPSEbSf9ezxBE6GcAojSSHAtp8Ydr58KmJIbyUPrADBGhWF71QiIBkulGxB5_ekCIH8JLFJywWh6BWNtBjVxF_6RoFgWXhLAnctjgcwBqeg0f_sEVZBFmr3oB7kWnnuk3SZ-Jl9jx3Bjw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhAIKqV1K78YXgLPP8RQ_veBpFqTf39eL56j3KKpDQbizJZuQPSEbSf9ezxBE6GcAojSSHAtp8Ydr58KmJIbyUPrADBGhWF71QiIBkulGxB5_ekCIH8JLFJywWh6BWNtBjVxF_6RoFgWXhLAnctjgcwBqeg0f_sEVZBFmr3oB7kWnnuk3SZ-Jl9jx3Bjw" width="320" /></a></b></div><b><br /><br /></b></div><b><br /><br /></b><p></p><p>We woke up early at 4 in the morning and freshened up and packed only the essentials like warm clothes, food, first aid, and water. We started out at 5 am to Tilicho. The route was crowded with fellow trekkers and everyone was exchanging smiles. We made stops on our way for water, food, and rest. As our body warmed up we came across the 24 ghumti, famously known as snake trail and popular for its difficulty. 20 minutes after conquering it, the first glimpse of the serene blue lake came into view and tears started flowing from my eyes. As the lake came close into view, the grandness of its beauty glowed up in front of us. The excitement of the conquer made and nature's magical sight was visible in everyone's face as all the trekkers took turns waving the flag of Nepal and snapping pictures. We then sat in silence as we sipped our tea, fresh and hot from the tea house of Tilicho. After a while, we descended down to touch the beauty herself lying at 4900m. On that feeling of that cold water of Tilicho, the view of a blue lake in all its eternal beauty with the Tilicho Peak on the one edge and desert on the other will forever be imprinted in our hearts and minds. This encounter was enough to wash away all the worries and baggage we had carried in our hearts and mind. When we finally started climbing up to head back, we took a shortcut and ascended a steep uphill. That raised my heartbeat and my breath and for a moment I thought I was going to die right there. I thought of my parents and my sister and was about to ask my friend to make sure my savings reach my parents. 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However, we could not stop ourselves from laying by the green grass and just admire the white mountains and the blue sky. We reached base camp at 2 pm, ate our lunch, packed our bags, and left for Upper Shrikhrarkha at 3pm. It was Nawaraj's birthday so we also planned him a small birthday surprise and all the foreigners in the dining room joined us in wishing him a happy birthday. He was lucky to have been wished birthday in so many different languages. Shrikharka was at 4400m and our next stop for tomorrow was Letdar that was at 4200m, therefore, we assumed our road for the next day was only downhill and decided to warm ourselves with a glass of local Jhwaekatar. The drink showed it's effect at night as I had trouble sleeping.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhR4uU9cW7CEppXHr9HAfcRFx0CBdvsG-_J_w31CnwkfZUxxZp5bHo8b1Q4IGAWEEA1dhCRaTE_Ss3NMcThCINY8ki9_Tf4WAxOWznoit2p99vIc9f3NFJqg6CwJ__Ubupm0wFy1FXxuqbR9MKpuxTYkg-N9ZH81lxLEizS8vwyorWui9vEoloVx9G9OA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="1371" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhR4uU9cW7CEppXHr9HAfcRFx0CBdvsG-_J_w31CnwkfZUxxZp5bHo8b1Q4IGAWEEA1dhCRaTE_Ss3NMcThCINY8ki9_Tf4WAxOWznoit2p99vIc9f3NFJqg6CwJ__Ubupm0wFy1FXxuqbR9MKpuxTYkg-N9ZH81lxLEizS8vwyorWui9vEoloVx9G9OA" width="180" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjsRYk0HY6Epwi-SbH2Ql1ycIpn0gxt73fkl53DPvC6W169c89k1hO0dT0oAF7ANF1IWS8gW54pKayxMT7mr1QfxoCBVXGgVxI_Hfs8ITg3hgBw24m7HQCti-4j2nXnUmdPIJtWDaGRV9pXNrNgGfvt8DTYtdwa8ROj9st3PAjMk-twcm5p4U1V3t7p4Q" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjsRYk0HY6Epwi-SbH2Ql1ycIpn0gxt73fkl53DPvC6W169c89k1hO0dT0oAF7ANF1IWS8gW54pKayxMT7mr1QfxoCBVXGgVxI_Hfs8ITg3hgBw24m7HQCti-4j2nXnUmdPIJtWDaGRV9pXNrNgGfvt8DTYtdwa8ROj9st3PAjMk-twcm5p4U1V3t7p4Q" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p><p><b>Day 4: Oct 2, 2018, Upper Shrikharka - Karche - YakKharka- Letdar</b></p><p>Assuming the road for the day was easy, we decided to eat our breakfast before heading out. We ate heavily and then started moving at 9 am only. We started with a decent uphill climb crossing yak sheds and green pasture lands. We at a point came across a junction that overlooked the whole of Manang valley. From there on, we descended 400 m and reached the Nirvana Hotel of Karche at 1pm where we ate our lunch. The route ahead was beautiful as we came across pasture lands as well as yaks and horses grazing. We crossed yakkharka where we refilled our bottles and finally reached Letdar at 5pm. The weather had changed and mist had covered everything. We went to our hotel room and rested our legs then sat by the fireplace as we played with Chuli, the cat of the hotel lady. They both were very friendly and nice to talk to. We ate noodle soup, garlic soup, tea, and made sure we hydrated ourselves. </p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh0p2FsIR6atuENJkIX0V0lq5xCeFSNpYnG7uFpLekhwAkUXCO4x5zn03Oy_Saw6uG4d_LHo0wdOQY95vwCk_zxrUG5fRXhcePJ6kCQfLlUgYw-stZWMQzh8bMjXvyY_7Tdr4dI_FbMP8w4HkluHiuSznT_zLRR0oY1KZXwbBDqv9X0SyGq4k0dPYGL-A" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEh0p2FsIR6atuENJkIX0V0lq5xCeFSNpYnG7uFpLekhwAkUXCO4x5zn03Oy_Saw6uG4d_LHo0wdOQY95vwCk_zxrUG5fRXhcePJ6kCQfLlUgYw-stZWMQzh8bMjXvyY_7Tdr4dI_FbMP8w4HkluHiuSznT_zLRR0oY1KZXwbBDqv9X0SyGq4k0dPYGL-A" width="320" /></a></b></div></div><b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgn8XkUVLbog6VsYVD2C4l6lnwd6nWjE4LiQ2JgBI7jXx9NeOz0LEvbN8KKmcrGDLj1BQpDlbGXaB1xAPabawq_FBxkiGiw-tHXmKbJnPhv-I1WVZ4pablBR82IivGiz6TulxzfjNkGm1p9D3m_L1ghJmSvqDrRXiteQosC2hgzGUuNOms0t2OAC4sVbA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgn8XkUVLbog6VsYVD2C4l6lnwd6nWjE4LiQ2JgBI7jXx9NeOz0LEvbN8KKmcrGDLj1BQpDlbGXaB1xAPabawq_FBxkiGiw-tHXmKbJnPhv-I1WVZ4pablBR82IivGiz6TulxzfjNkGm1p9D3m_L1ghJmSvqDrRXiteQosC2hgzGUuNOms0t2OAC4sVbA" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEivhDqawABe5zzniZQ4JtIF-8Ar9iOdSfnVK5FXQ6HYAugEuz4C-4bfsMFnVwrB8RHRDaawk2RvUaRtQ6kD5-zcc4lHinxbofPDp43Hd4kbMhSFKuOMik3QQLYcnhagbfsgIofkb23g1jGFXp0YFLdngDl-_zGRYhpOA8JU4G44vGHAseI7vUOuLtKLiQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEivhDqawABe5zzniZQ4JtIF-8Ar9iOdSfnVK5FXQ6HYAugEuz4C-4bfsMFnVwrB8RHRDaawk2RvUaRtQ6kD5-zcc4lHinxbofPDp43Hd4kbMhSFKuOMik3QQLYcnhagbfsgIofkb23g1jGFXp0YFLdngDl-_zGRYhpOA8JU4G44vGHAseI7vUOuLtKLiQ" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhLtNcn9jKw2S5kWr59qP_ogun_IAJ-duHw3DLPNAKndfEu80OSziNmf8Hr-DltSvc0ZqgTir8Hvpvm12bTXPphqih9Ut3yrXsj6g02g3wij-NkwKwiWo7xI5nkFCRpeoc4YBZjwHEECjz6rNBQDuMq_d14LhqGC6I7ViyblVorRMQ2NPeIJ7LI0guhbQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhLtNcn9jKw2S5kWr59qP_ogun_IAJ-duHw3DLPNAKndfEu80OSziNmf8Hr-DltSvc0ZqgTir8Hvpvm12bTXPphqih9Ut3yrXsj6g02g3wij-NkwKwiWo7xI5nkFCRpeoc4YBZjwHEECjz6rNBQDuMq_d14LhqGC6I7ViyblVorRMQ2NPeIJ7LI0guhbQ" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /></b><p></p><p><b>Day 5: Oct 3, 2018, Letdar, Thorang Phedi, Thorong High Camp</b></p><p>We woke up early, freshened up, ate our porridge and headed off for the high Camp after saying good bye to Chuli and thanking the friendly and hospitable owner. The trail was quite crowded as it had a lot of tourist from all over the world aiming for the same ascend. After walking for few hours, as we were walking around the landslide trail, we were feeling little hungry and decided to stop at the next section. There were two germans about 30-40m distance ahead of us. As we were walking, we heard a roaring sound, a sound of running horses, not quite sure what it was and as we looked up, few piles of big rocks were falling from above us, and fell into the river 300-400m below us. It fell from the gap between the germans and us and made everyone of us realize that the landslide zone is not to be taken lightly. It scared us so much that, we started walking in a faster pace, constantly checking up to make sure no more rocks are about to fall. We forgot about our hunger and only stopped for a breath after we crossed the landslide trail and reached Thorang Phedi.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjnhf1yfgNzcpj_46PNtjdoKj9YS2_2HJPS6Uu9V9LGX5Whz-wZvgBZsQWF4eo8mSxxAZGFKYPR9vgESBeUjUQKb9Raix-poRM3HTGaqg5rAYSAkDKb7f6egFIpBPfdBe4GwcPLK7y2dn40wa8g6ihZPXKa4p6-Q_5SvkSkiTtsgn2EvK8C6dRu0eEP8A" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="1371" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjnhf1yfgNzcpj_46PNtjdoKj9YS2_2HJPS6Uu9V9LGX5Whz-wZvgBZsQWF4eo8mSxxAZGFKYPR9vgESBeUjUQKb9Raix-poRM3HTGaqg5rAYSAkDKb7f6egFIpBPfdBe4GwcPLK7y2dn40wa8g6ihZPXKa4p6-Q_5SvkSkiTtsgn2EvK8C6dRu0eEP8A" width="180" /></a></div><br /><br />There we ordered our lunch, had a special local sweet juice, which the tea house owner claimed will help with altitude adaptation. After resting for half an hour after our lunch, we started for the final destination of the day- High Camp. It was a very steep ascend, but taking baby steps will definitely help you conquer it. We reached High Camp by 4pm but all the rooms were already booked so we stayed in a Dorm. High Camp has only one hotel, but it can accommodate up to 300 guests. The dining was very crowded too. For a better acclimatization, we climbed a 100m high view point, that overlooked Thorang phedi and the Letdar valley. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjsFXL1mx52cGe-hM4L4Wr1irpLqVBD-bTinlWiIPtEz_JJypcDpzqRjKlHaJH0T1W1RyBuBgeBB8DeRR4ceeUXulkhIn8pst7h-bp80A2k30pFpXkHevPdwX14BuzoZTS-cMwYngfwjPxz9oc0EPNGZPso065iL5kfMDC_kh3NUoCJo6ITnTzvUfztUQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="1371" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjsFXL1mx52cGe-hM4L4Wr1irpLqVBD-bTinlWiIPtEz_JJypcDpzqRjKlHaJH0T1W1RyBuBgeBB8DeRR4ceeUXulkhIn8pst7h-bp80A2k30pFpXkHevPdwX14BuzoZTS-cMwYngfwjPxz9oc0EPNGZPso065iL5kfMDC_kh3NUoCJo6ITnTzvUfztUQ" width="180" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9_0NaEs8UWX-svKAE2Aoi07JnoDy8B01hp1yDemLFhI_-Q9xmueTJTZoDxahj-8Rgcg4F7tlXoYtP-Smd8fwnu-Wnu8PeO5576lTX1AoFyOyn55wgAucAi7o5XSoLrNP4i78Fsqj6W3cWG06oPcGdwSrLqiOryduEtBRWS98HE9giHZ656G8hiWd3Dw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="1371" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi9_0NaEs8UWX-svKAE2Aoi07JnoDy8B01hp1yDemLFhI_-Q9xmueTJTZoDxahj-8Rgcg4F7tlXoYtP-Smd8fwnu-Wnu8PeO5576lTX1AoFyOyn55wgAucAi7o5XSoLrNP4i78Fsqj6W3cWG06oPcGdwSrLqiOryduEtBRWS98HE9giHZ656G8hiWd3Dw" width="180" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br />We ordered our breakfast for 4am in the morning and decided to start our ascend at 4:30, however, it started to snow at night. Sleep came easily and we woke up at 5am in the morning. We ate our breakfast and started off only at 6am.<br /><b><br />Day 6: Oct 4, 2018, Thorong High Camp -Thorong La - Muktinath - Kagbeni</b><p></p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhcMydxdgqWwR1Y7zsFEEJ5UAs8boO0Ztfbqoh-sWHxd-S2En0O9JgdLv-MDCPpThSm0TLVSYhfVOEDJOs5wXBIwFkT7wS_mL_uzdPejMAg4xZGq31cZMoJj8WDcVXWs_AboEWMfg9WBFpteS8rizNN6ytoulQEZF6XdMTIcTou7JhfqtUHYZqSHAWx_A" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhcMydxdgqWwR1Y7zsFEEJ5UAs8boO0Ztfbqoh-sWHxd-S2En0O9JgdLv-MDCPpThSm0TLVSYhfVOEDJOs5wXBIwFkT7wS_mL_uzdPejMAg4xZGq31cZMoJj8WDcVXWs_AboEWMfg9WBFpteS8rizNN6ytoulQEZF6XdMTIcTou7JhfqtUHYZqSHAWx_A" width="320" /></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDbAgf5tU855OjNGoowaWXeTvx5clGjK7GTJhoINgF1WD-RUj7X7eIE22phbWZtHXI8ohBvh0VngXiATd7qhgiTRC69PSOfC8-Dzga0QOAfvyuJKB5WRQBC-VWZ7jKRQAbMxA4P_NzbegVAtlnF4N26GADZryQfSZ-gBsYKLu3AhaUcz7iKxdIA-ARCw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDbAgf5tU855OjNGoowaWXeTvx5clGjK7GTJhoINgF1WD-RUj7X7eIE22phbWZtHXI8ohBvh0VngXiATd7qhgiTRC69PSOfC8-Dzga0QOAfvyuJKB5WRQBC-VWZ7jKRQAbMxA4P_NzbegVAtlnF4N26GADZryQfSZ-gBsYKLu3AhaUcz7iKxdIA-ARCw" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /></b></div><b><br /><br /></b>The trail was snowy so we made sure to walk carefully to avoid slipping. I, especially, had worn all of my clothes to layer up for warmth so my bag was really light. We stopped at tea house 1 for a hot tea on our way to the pass, and reached the pass by 8am in the morning. We clicked pictures, again had warm cups of tea, and after staying for 20 minutes, we started to head down. The trail was completely downhill from hereon. We had to descend 2000m to reach Muktinath. We completed it in 2 hours and stopped at a lodge to change and have our lunch. As I started taking off most of the layers of clothes I had worn, the tourist around was looked in surprise by the number of clothes I had put on. After eating our lunch and taking a tour of Muktinath mandir, we caught a local bus that was heading to Jomsom. We dropped at Kagbeni, and booked a sumo for upper mustang for the next day. <p></p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgK3tSDv-3ePHJrqK7_S1jbZDpXr6HMV1MRB9lzA5gfwBV04DepwRtmikhmtT_Qc2vSfY8fOxBDNU9Tg5Iw_xhMiCyzr2lyyCkHLMtvVGkB27vGjbn7DdX0Vx2hKPJdL193czCj9zyN9NKXTLUo7xW1kTX5SvKYXuBcvTlSC4p3zQfV0hzH7kADS0tUmw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="972" data-original-width="730" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgK3tSDv-3ePHJrqK7_S1jbZDpXr6HMV1MRB9lzA5gfwBV04DepwRtmikhmtT_Qc2vSfY8fOxBDNU9Tg5Iw_xhMiCyzr2lyyCkHLMtvVGkB27vGjbn7DdX0Vx2hKPJdL193czCj9zyN9NKXTLUo7xW1kTX5SvKYXuBcvTlSC4p3zQfV0hzH7kADS0tUmw" width="180" /></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj7nowukwG09ZitUnehKVodrXf7jS9yTRrulZ0kmBAYOjEQCft4b5hv_5q2wS1h-P97lGAQJMTpIzeIALQJnPEwhN-HsGq8zxQGMS9saPbZv2RcjJ6jE0va5jiazj4uFK6c3vRopsHcowwIFwQVy0pRh9rFjnGk27Gi12rW04_m-9bfmXNY_rOBaVxSlw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj7nowukwG09ZitUnehKVodrXf7jS9yTRrulZ0kmBAYOjEQCft4b5hv_5q2wS1h-P97lGAQJMTpIzeIALQJnPEwhN-HsGq8zxQGMS9saPbZv2RcjJ6jE0va5jiazj4uFK6c3vRopsHcowwIFwQVy0pRh9rFjnGk27Gi12rW04_m-9bfmXNY_rOBaVxSlw" width="320" /></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7YOE5NBxsbhcxmtEUhey5_xl651gQTibO65fLcnJzkm6hVfWRCfN4fX0tfG-3At6YwY4n8_P9eWYcQYqTS4xcZx6-ubHpYuDQYt15fmJRBJT6uxfE0n1u3kXOVSik26HTE51i8uDQNvqwiHO3hZKEw8gq8t6DMcbfTw8L9Tln3Uj5W54o73XMbYtSVw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="725" data-original-width="3360" height="69" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi7YOE5NBxsbhcxmtEUhey5_xl651gQTibO65fLcnJzkm6hVfWRCfN4fX0tfG-3At6YwY4n8_P9eWYcQYqTS4xcZx6-ubHpYuDQYt15fmJRBJT6uxfE0n1u3kXOVSik26HTE51i8uDQNvqwiHO3hZKEw8gq8t6DMcbfTw8L9Tln3Uj5W54o73XMbYtSVw" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /></b></div><b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgS-9I1ZkpaZiwnuoSPTYqtoN9GusfDQDh1uqFb68nFXigkAqQDqhzqwr6vIGMvKVNXJuWkBHDtK0TmdB31fdQ5o1jwoiWQrhtR5cRN0QaCpN0-Njco5nnX1CzKlwEIDTzzXMI1gZzv43OSxfpMa1Fr01f1_KC1N8PLEtYKczbui3rdRmJ1W60iUhT4Wg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="1371" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgS-9I1ZkpaZiwnuoSPTYqtoN9GusfDQDh1uqFb68nFXigkAqQDqhzqwr6vIGMvKVNXJuWkBHDtK0TmdB31fdQ5o1jwoiWQrhtR5cRN0QaCpN0-Njco5nnX1CzKlwEIDTzzXMI1gZzv43OSxfpMa1Fr01f1_KC1N8PLEtYKczbui3rdRmJ1W60iUhT4Wg" width="180" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br />Day 7: Oct 5, 2018, Kagbeni - Chhusang - Kathmandu<br /></b>We started off to lomanthang after having our breakfast. We had reserved a sumo for the 3 of us, however, due to an emergency in one of our house, we had to return back after crossing Chhusang. The sumo dropped us off at Jomsom bus stop where we caught ourselves a bus to Kathmandu. The bus was uncomfortable and slow but dropped us to Kalanki safely by the evening that night.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiWH78n_SpXNHDhWcmZaPHbfR2I0sBt8JR9RXzoyP14P2iqqqa6w6oTML8vGO28tn4sFM4-q0awo-R-wJKIsK0AeJ6WhWL8N4uZiGWojbVyK8SF7EWBZfsZr7fSX0c-jfqucSkzy5tXRyAWlMQSmb7HCxL3EQAQhAEVlvq7VBl4brctAkeN5i6-3K0ZNg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1712" data-original-width="3360" height="163" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiWH78n_SpXNHDhWcmZaPHbfR2I0sBt8JR9RXzoyP14P2iqqqa6w6oTML8vGO28tn4sFM4-q0awo-R-wJKIsK0AeJ6WhWL8N4uZiGWojbVyK8SF7EWBZfsZr7fSX0c-jfqucSkzy5tXRyAWlMQSmb7HCxL3EQAQhAEVlvq7VBl4brctAkeN5i6-3K0ZNg" width="320" /></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgzjCENtdEOvGHmOPfEA9NHabAwI1-odZYSCJ8zS__jxd4zR-h0mpwYn9kDeS8FZfBMthhohM15wNMGrYSKb9CcopS1eBkymdSEeomnHH-uDmvQ4AqQf-E9550ErZkZTtuB-zIPxI1jZnb1rMKAGNHGgm9_TPdnY8ozggSwj28ZFDQ-Wd5qO0CqHfb1lw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="1828" data-original-width="2438" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgzjCENtdEOvGHmOPfEA9NHabAwI1-odZYSCJ8zS__jxd4zR-h0mpwYn9kDeS8FZfBMthhohM15wNMGrYSKb9CcopS1eBkymdSEeomnHH-uDmvQ4AqQf-E9550ErZkZTtuB-zIPxI1jZnb1rMKAGNHGgm9_TPdnY8ozggSwj28ZFDQ-Wd5qO0CqHfb1lw" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-51240724515053910012020-09-22T21:37:00.002+05:452020-09-22T21:41:39.494+05:45That Rude Lady I Know<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Over the years, I have become a very complicated person. As I am getting wise and complex, I am having difficulty jelling with another person. Making new friends or even keeping with existing ones have at times become very hard as I start realizing how different our thought processes and our perspective on life have become over the age. My friends from PG to me do not appeal with their take on animal equality and their complete ignorance on that matter overall. However, they are still equally dear to me as they were. But they just do not give me the peace of mind I seek.<br />
For a long time I have wondered if this was normal. For a long time I have worried if I am becoming that lady who is rude or too hard to get along with. For a long time I guess I was fighting between "Be kind no matter what" vs "Dont put up with anyone's shit". It is very hard for me to share my feelings or open up about my actual emotions. Yes my expressions do give away my mood, but what really is happening inside my mind and my heart is very hard to share and therefore more than often I come off as someone very moody. May be it's true too. May be I am moody but may be I am very sensitive about smallest matters.<br />It matters to me when your friends bitch behind your back about the same insecurities you were sharing them with, it matters to me that you insult me or belittle me, it matters to me if you ignore me, it matters to me just like it matters to most of us. And confrontation is the last thing I prefer doing. Therefore, 99% of the time I curl up everything inside of me and so it oozes out in the form of different emotions like anger, or sadness. However, whenever I have tried puting out my true feelings, I have messed it up pretty badly. Most of the time, I have the urge to just hide and sleep over my problems but I guess that is most of us. Instead of asking for what I deserve or what I should say I end up wishing I was non existent. I wish to cease to exist instead. I don't want to kill myself, I just don't want to exist anymore. Like I am tired of this cycle, this race, this failure that I am, that is how each bad encounter makes me feel. So.......</div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">So yes may be I was thinking too much about it all. However, it has come late to me: disagreement doesn't mean you are not friends with them anymore, however if they disturb your peace , it may be time to take a step back for the time being and wishing to not exist is different from wishing to die.</div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-13729571304302495282020-02-14T13:40:00.003+05:452022-11-07T20:47:46.845+05:45Visiting Heaven On Earth: Rara<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I met Rumi when I was working at Luniva Tech Pvt. Ltd. and we just clicked and she became my little sister from thereon. However, she had been pursuing her masters in Japan and after 3 years was visiting me back here in Nepal. We had been planning to take a trip for a long time since she bought her tickets back home but no destination was finalized because of the time limit. Only 3 days before the trip, we finally decided it will be Rara: all-girls trip -Me and Rumi. But I also had another sister at my current workplace equally adorable and when she asked her parents, she also got the green sign and on the whim, just like that, we bought the tickets to Nepalgunj for October 18, 2019. We had inquired about the connecting flight to Talcha airport with one of the travel agents of Nepalgunj who had assured we will get the tickets easily and so we flew off Friday morning, with excitement and nervousness all mixed up.<br />
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<b>Friday, Oct 18, 2019: </b>We reached Nepalgunj at around 10 am in the morning and long story short we did not get the tickets to Talcha. We, however, bought the tickets to Talcha from Simrik Air for the next morning so we decided to roam around Nepalgunj for the day. We went out and ate our lunch in a hotel near the airport, booked an Oyo hotel, checked-in, and then visited around Nepalgunj. A detail of which you can read <a href="https://wingskush.blogspot.com/2019/10/things-to-do-in-nepalgunj.html">here.</a><br />
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The hotel seemed all worth the money at first glance, but when we finally settled in, here is what we found:<br />
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Nevertheless, Nepalgunj was a surprise but I cannot emphasize how hot it was. I was constantly turning the Fan ON and OFF as turning it on was giving us a headache and turning it off made it too hot and humid to tolerate.<br />
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<b>Saturday, Oct 19, 2019: </b>The next morning we woke up early as there was no strict flight schedule because it all depends on the weather and where the plane will take its first flight. As it turns out, the same plane flies to Simikot, Jumla, Talcha as well as Tumlingtar. Anyway, so back to the story, when we woke up, forget about the breakfast but the hotel owners did not even wake up on our constant call despite their assurance the night before that our breakfast would be ready by 6:15 am in the morning. Fumed by their poor service, as soon as they opened the gates, we took off, caught a tuk-tuk and just enjoyed the serene morning and the sunrise of Nepalgunj.<br />
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The flight, however, did not take off until 11 am in the morning and we had to rely on the airport food which was a bunch of cookies and samosas. Despite all of this, we felt very lucky we had the tickets to Talcha in our hands.<br />
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The flight was one hell of an adventure and we, at least me and Shreya, were scared to death because the plane literally flies in between two hills. If you take your hands out the window, you can catch a branch: that close. We swore to take a bus on our way back: that scary. When we finally spotted Rara and the Talcha airport, I suddenly remembered a video I had seen years back. A video about one of the scariest airport with a very short runway. That was Talcha airport. This rush of memory was just icing on the top of the adventure we were having. The plane when landed kept on speeding that we caught our breath for a long while and only took a sigh of relief when it finally slowed and stopped.<br />
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The first thing we did after we landed was handed over the package that was given to us by the employee of Simrik Air. It belonged to someone from Nepal Airlines. We also confirmed our return tickets for the next day with him. All relieved and excited we started our climb and were grateful to have a herd of uncles off our back as they had been eating up our space since the Nepalgunj airport. We got lucky on this, because they took horses, although I must say I am against such atrocity.<br />
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My bag tore two times on our way, but since I always carry a needle and a thread during treks, so I easily sewed it back. After walking for about 2 hours we finally sighted the magnificent lake (It might take you less than that as we were strolling and taking in the view and the pictures of the view).<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHY4r7Ac6Mybwit0T8778Y5-HyvJ6UoFYRh0sBUsPR3uV8rNL2Xo_zWhyphenhyphenT9mPqh2rAmyz7DEgG4mo5NDFJobHgunz7aDJOIW5aYGuMk7df4ynjfU5G4o0V7syT5xkzH8_sKaCqqISXiACh/s1600/IMG_20191019_134500.jpg"><img border="0" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHY4r7Ac6Mybwit0T8778Y5-HyvJ6UoFYRh0sBUsPR3uV8rNL2Xo_zWhyphenhyphenT9mPqh2rAmyz7DEgG4mo5NDFJobHgunz7aDJOIW5aYGuMk7df4ynjfU5G4o0V7syT5xkzH8_sKaCqqISXiACh/s320/IMG_20191019_134500.jpg" width="320" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Tmv3jKZoQ4a5w-uovB09nB0T5i-iLSxtlMs1Uw7tPGdRUtacT-DNkzOITl22YBBvL_lGtE9gyCqPc8qW9XQXbOAEFF76HU3jFhdyzBH7JsWKWknyiMvDhuWm81u1iP0KHaSQ9Vyk8uu_/s1600/IMG_20191019_135040+%25281%2529.jpg"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Tmv3jKZoQ4a5w-uovB09nB0T5i-iLSxtlMs1Uw7tPGdRUtacT-DNkzOITl22YBBvL_lGtE9gyCqPc8qW9XQXbOAEFF76HU3jFhdyzBH7JsWKWknyiMvDhuWm81u1iP0KHaSQ9Vyk8uu_/s320/IMG_20191019_135040+%25281%2529.jpg" width="180" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: black;">We had pre-booked our hotel at Danphe so we were pretty relaxed about finding a room and hence we walked leisurely and finally reached our destination at 4 pm only. We were among the few to catch a room with an attached bathroom. But the tents, as we heard, were equally comfortable too. The funny thing about our room is that we had no idea it had an attached bathroom until bedtime. </span><br />
After settling in and changing, and warming ourselves with hot tea, we went around to the mini football court. As we were hoping, we were asked to play if it interested us and we did although we hardly got a chance to touch the football.<br />
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The evening was even more joyful as we made friends with officials from Rastra Nikunj( the ones who offered us to play football with them) and with another group who were here for an official purpose as well. And after listening to all of them talk, we also decided to visit Murma top the next morning and canceled our flight as one of the rangers assured us a return ticket on Monday.<br />
We sat around the fireplace, sang songs, some of us danced, and we played dohori at the end and finally ate our dinner and said our goodnight. Thank god the next thing we discovered was our attached bathroom because we joined the beds for a warmer comfy sleep which blocked the door and the first question we all had was what if one of us had to go to the loo. That's when I opened the door to the bathroom thinking it's the backdoor from where we could sneak out at night.<br />
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<b>Sunday, Oct 20, 2019</b>: The next morning we woke up early, ate our delicious breakfast, packed our bags with essentials and headed off to Murma top. My two girls, as it was the first trek of their life, were having a hard time climbing but I kept on pushing them (sorry girls for being so strict) and we finally made it to the top in 3 hours. There we sat on the treehouse, had our snacks (almonds, cashew, noodles, cookies, raisins ) took lots of pictures, surrendered to nature and just laid lazy for a while.<br />
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After our hike, we dipped our legs in the cold water of Rara for cold water therapy and again settled in for some snacks and a good time around the fire. We also took this opportunity to spend some time with the water boy there, who was such a sweet little child and gave us a cute name "baby dijju".<br />
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The night was not as pleasant as a whole new group of people joined the fun of Rara and disturbed our precious sleep till late in the midnight.<br />
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<b>Monday, Oct 21, 2019: </b>We checked out early the next morning. Our hotel room cost us Nrs 2000 per night, and our final bill concluded to NRs 10000. But be aware, as we found out that the manager was habitual of adding in some extra price to the final bill for his profit. Nevertheless, the staffs there are too sweet and so we said our goodbyes and went to the boating area. We had planned to take a boat to the point where we first spotted Rara. It cost us NRs 700 per person. 10 people jammed with their packed bags, it was a tough boat ride with our legs all soaked by the clean and crystal water of Rara. It all changed when we found out a heli had crashed here long ago and its debris's lies beneath. That alone was enough to put images in our heads.<br />
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On reaching Talcha, we found out that there are no tickets available for us. So we confirmed 3 tickets for the next day. We ordered our food and waited for it by playing cards. After confirming our tickets, which happens only by words as they do not even accept an advance, we decided to help our brothers, our newly made friends in their job which was "apple tree carbon sequestration". They left after 4 pm and the 3 of us finally let loose as we had no more hills and mountains to climb and we were all by ourselves.<br />
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<b>Tuesday, Oct 22, 2019: </b>We finally went around the yeti air's ticket counter at 8 am in the morning, paid for the tickets and came back to our hotel for light breakfast. After freshening up and buying dried apples and beans we waited for our flight by the ticket counter. We ordered some boiled potatoes as lunch and as we were finishing up our plane came into sight and we took off by 1 pm and reached Nepalgunj.<br />
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We bought our tickets from Khalti as it was cheaper compared to the ticket price from Buddha Air's ticket counter at Nepalgunj. We booked a 7 pm flight back to Kathmandu. We had plenty of time to spare, and since we had discovered Nepalgunj had GO Kart, we decided to give it a visit. But first, we left our bags at the airline's counter and headed to Nepal-India Border. We went to NY Fashion Bazzar, spent some money on shopping and by 4 pm we were already waiting for our go-karts. We had planned to spend at most 15-20 mins for shopping and 30 mins at Go-kart and everything was going as per the plan. Go-kart was fun and the first experience for all of us.<br />
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We reached the airport by 6 pm and learned that all the flights had been delayed. The flight of 2 pm was only taking off then. Our flight arrived a half-hour late than the schedule and we were at Kathmandu Airport by 8:30 pm.<br />
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It is one of the most memorable trips of my life as it was the first time I planned as well as took the responsibility for a trip but my girls were a big support. With our joint efforts despite situations where we were unsure of how to reach Talcha, and how to fly off from Talcha, everyone calmly handled the situation. We are also dearly thankful to everyone who made our trip so wonderful and easy: our brothers who shared the trip with us for a short while, our ranger brothers from rastra nikunj, our water boy, cook and bala dai, the hotel manager of danphe. </div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-34137591811911361932020-02-13T19:05:00.002+05:452020-02-14T21:44:25.752+05:45Eating Out As A Vegan In Kathmandu: Options<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I have been a vegan for about 2 years now. And today I want to share with you all the places I go to eat and what I eat there.<br />
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<b>1. Astrek Park, Thamel: </b>It is currently my favorite of all where I go to have vegan pizzas from La Pizza Point and vegan brownie from Sprouts. Sprouts is a vegan restaurant with an amazing vegan menu like buddha bowl and vegan smoothies however, la pizza point isn't. Nevertheless, I love their vegan pizzas and so do my non-vegan friends as well.<br />
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<b>2. French Bakery Kathmandu, Paknajol: </b>They have a completely different vegan menu so if you ever give them a visit, don't forget to ask them for the V-Menu. They serve amazing chocolate and bakery as well as Italian options. I am in love with their confectionery. Their toast with scrambled tofu was also not bad at all however, it lacked seasoning for me.<br />
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<b>3. Loving Heart Vegan Restaurant, Thamel: </b>This was the first place I visited to try vegan food. I tried seitan for the first time here and soy milk. I am in love with their soy milk however, the last time I visited it, I was disappointed. Nevertheless, they have an option of vegan ice cream, vegan pizza and they do make sweet desserts occasionally like lalmohan.<br />
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<b>4. OR2K, Mandala Street, Mandala Street: </b>It's a vegetarian restaurant with vegan options and I prefer going to OR2K for falafel. Besides I love their pakaudas and mushroom choila. I am sorry but I haven't tried it enough to write anything more.<br />
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<b>5. Sarangi Vegetarian Restaurant, Thamel: </b>Went here when I started out as a Vegan and tried vegan nachos and vegan cheesecake. My friend was telling me they serve amazing food but we had run out of luck that day because something was off with the food that was served to us. They are also a vegetarian restaurant with vegan options.<br />
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<b>6. Burger House and Crunchy Fried..., every next corner: </b>Yes I know, you must be wondering how this name came to my list but trust me they serve the most amazing mushroom choila in the town. It's a food you wouldn't want to miss and I visit here often only for their mushroom choila, tofu and mushroom stick. But beware, not all of its branches make them that good. I prefer the one in Thamel and Baneshwor(on the way to Sankhamul).<br />
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<b>7. SaraBakesVegan: </b>It's not a restaurant but they take online orders. They provide amazing vegan cakes with lots of options, cupcake and their recently launched chocolate "Yummies". I often order from them when I crave for a cake and am addicted to their chocolate. Find them @<a href="https://www.instagram.com/sarabakesvegan/" target="_blank">sarabakesvegan </a>on Instagram.<br />
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<b>8. VeganDairyNepal: </b>Again not a restaurant but an Instagram based vegan product seller. They sell vegan milk, notella, honey, butter, cheese and lots of other yummy options, hence, making life as a vegan super easy. Find them @<a href="https://www.instagram.com/vegandairynepal/?hl=en" target="_blank">vegandairynepal</a> on Instagram. I especially love their cashew cheese, because La Pizza Point uses them in their vegan pizza. :) so go figure right.<br />
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<b>9. Trisara - the baking Factory, Lazimpat: </b>Yes I was totally surprised too when I first found out and what a great start they are initiating too. Vegan cakes and doughnuts for the run here. I tried their vegan strawberry cake and black forest and they were not bad but they do need to up their game, however.<br />
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<b>10. NarayanDai, Basantapur, Putalisadak...: </b>Mentioning them because yes their vegan momo and vegan chhoila taste so damn amazing. I seriously could not contain myself the first time I tried them.<br />
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Keep on exploring and sharing everyone because vegan food is all around us and I can name 100 more places and surprise surprise they are our regular hangout places. But that's it for today.<br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-8123246597237366432019-12-17T11:41:00.001+05:452022-05-01T11:45:10.860+05:45Hike To Kalinchowk <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A long-pending bucket list, I got to go see for myself the beautiful Kuri village on the weekend of my birthday which was totally coincidental. We had our Hiace van, but knowing beforehand it won't take us to Charikot, we decided to take a bus from Kathmandu itself. We found a reasonable package deal from Fireside Resort at Kuri with pick up, drop off, bed, breakfast, and dinner. Our bus was to pick us up at 7 and leave by 7:30 am in the morning but the bus driver demanded extra money at the last minute with the travel manager and hence we were at Sallaghari until 11 am.<br />
Fortunately, he (Santosh Ji) managed to get us another bus. We stopped by Sukute for lunch at 2 pm. Our driver was an old man and his driving pace was very safe meaning we would be very late when we reached our destination. But better safe than sorry.<br />
Due to the rain a day before, the roads in some places were very muddy and slippery and hence our bus stuck in 2 places. We lost about 1 hour in that chaos. By 6 we had reached the last stop where our bus was to drop us off. Due to rain and snowfall, the previous day ordinary vehicles became unable to cross Deurali.<br />
Taking a short bathroom break, we started dealing with the Bolero drivers. Agreeing on NRs 250 per head, we took two boleros, some getting the luxury to crowd inside the seats and some getting the luxury of the open sky.<br />
1 hour later we reached Gairi. The snow was so thick after Gairi, we had to change vehicles again. From here on, only the boleros with a chain tucked in the back tyres could cross. We lost 30 minutes again trying to find a vehicle as the only two there were already reserved. Somehow, we found a place for 4 and sent our 4 fellow hikers along. The rest of us started walking in the snowy path. Slipping and wondering we kept walking in the chilling night. Since the full moon was 2 days back. the clouds below us and the snowy hills shined in the bright light of the almost full moon.<br />
After walking for about an hour, the hotel sent a pickup for us and our gang hopped in.<br />
When we got the first glimpse of the Kuri village, all the troubles, and obstacles we had faced that day faded away. A valley surrounded by white hills and beautifully crafted huts with carefully placed lights was a sight I will remember for a long time.<br />
We then settled in, in the campfire that was made for us, ordered some snacks and only after filling in our hungry tummy, we went to our rooms to change. But it was so chilling that for most of us it was less like changing and more like adding more layers of clothes.<br />
We sang, danced in front of the campfire, enjoyed good food and chitchatted until 12 am. Then a friend of mine closed my eyes and everyone started cheering. They had organized a super amazing birthday surprise for me in such a remote place. A birthday I will remember forever because they put the cake on my face despite me begging. I mean who wouldn't beg to save the trouble of washing your face in such freezing weather.<br />
Due to the snow and our not so good shoes, we planned to get a ride of cable car instead of choosing to hike. The cable car would start operating at 5:30 am so we decided to wake up at 5 am and leave by 5:30 am. Getting to our cold as ice beds when we got in, we fell asleep like a rock.<br />
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The next morning, we freshened up and reached the cable car operation house by 5:45 am but they only finished the testing after 7am. Until then, we enjoyed the marvelous beauty that Kuri Valley beheld.<br />
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The ride of the cable car was of 5 minutes only for which we paid NRs 500 including the return ticket. We still had to walk a distance of 10 minutes from thereon. But due to the snow, it took us at least half an hour. The path to the temple of Kalinchowk Goddess was so damn scary already and the snow only added to that. One slip could mean slipping off the hill. At one section, two hills were conjoined by the stairs of iron. The temple overlooked the Kuri valley, Charikot, Gangapurna mountain range and Sagarmatha mountain range followed by hills with trees covered in snow which looked no less than a painting and a wallpaper picture. Even though, we had missed the sunrise soon after the weather got cloudy for a moment and it started to snow lightly. The wind was howling, and the clouds circled above us, yet they did not disturb the view of the white snowy mountains on the far range. The round of fresh air hit our nose, and serenity surely touched us at that moment. Peace was found, and so was happiness and a delight. Maybe it was heaven we found on earth itself. <br />
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We also sighted a cruel practice of animal sacrifice in the temple which torn apart the momentary tranquility I had had. One of the devotees had brought a small goat who was shivering due to cold and the fate that awaited. Unable to see, I left the group and headed down wondering in my mind, yes hell is also here.<br />
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Our breakfast was waiting for us in our hotel and we all devoured in the food. We lazed around after having our breakfast. Then at 10:30 am, we started marching forward as we packed our heavy bags and took out our trekking poles. We walked up to the bus station where we also sighted a skier.<br />
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Again, we took a vehicle up to Gairi, then changed another up to Deurali where we had more tea and cookies. Our bus then took us to Charikot for lunch which we ate at 2:30 pm. Since we were already late, we ditched our plan to visit Dolakha Bhimsen Temple which was only 30 minutes away from our lunch destination. We wanted to cross the muddy trails before dark and so we started off again. We reached Khadichaur by 6pm and stopped by Dolalghat for some snacks.<br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-86641463241326868982019-11-28T17:11:00.000+05:452019-11-28T17:11:08.693+05:455 years of Sunshine<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Sunshine, you were an imagination<br />
Of What I was seeking<br />
Of What you were not<br />
Of What I secretly desired<br />
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Sunshine, you were an image<br />
Of a pretty face and ingenuity<br />
Of a face I did not tire seeing<br />
Of a brain that never failed to amaze<br />
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Sunshine, you were a dream<br />
One I never could have<br />
One that never was mine<br />
One that never wanted to stay<br />
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Sunshine, you were an escape<br />
My runaway fantasy<br />
My cherished aspiration<br />
My made up fancy<br />
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Sunshine, you were a glass on edge<br />
Sunshine, you were an awakening<br />
A song unfinished for 5 years<br />
A memory with no regret<br />
A sweet converge; a master piece of my poetry<br />
You were my sunshine.....</div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-68701582886023777062019-10-23T11:56:00.001+05:452022-05-01T11:45:21.339+05:45Things to do in Nepalgunj<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hot and humid in summer, Nepalgunj is a gateway to many tourist destination. If you are awaiting a bus or a flight to one of those destination, you can utilize your wait time by doing few things I would like to recommend.<br />
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<b><u>1. Visit Bardiya National Park</u></b></div>
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You will need to start your day early in the mornin, to make this to and fro trip successful. If you have enough time, you can stay around the resorts around the national park. The park itself covers an area of 374 sq mi and is the largest national park in Nepal. You can also visit tharu village and enjoy tharu cultural programs. For the jungle activity try canoe ride, safari drive and keep your distance from elephant ride. </div>
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<b><u>2. Visit Banke National Park</u></b></div>
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Banke is 210 sq mi mostly faling on the Churia range, neighboring Bardia Nationl Park. They recommend we bring our own vehicle (suitable for off road). Besides it, you can also try hiking, boating or cycling.</div>
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<b><u>3. Visit QFX Bageshwori</u></b></div>
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Situated in New Rod, Nepalgunj and about 6.7 km (15 minutes auto ride) away from the airport, you will surely enjoy a good movie in the big screens of this QFX branch.</div>
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<b><u>4. Go GO Karting</u></b></div>
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Just beside Nepalgunj Multiple Campus, the newly opened Go Kart Supportise offers 8 laps of Kart ride at a cost of NRs 250. But you can pay extra for more laps. </div>
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<b><u>5. Visit Nepal India Border: Rupaidiha</u></b></div>
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Nepal-India border is 30 mins auto ride from the Airport. The place is crowded by trucks awaiting custom clearance and Indians and Nepalese crossing the border. The borders accept both currencies for any kind of purchase. It is a common sight to see people buying items in the border for a cheaper rate.</div>
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<b><u>6. Visit NY fashion Bazar</u></b></div>
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Located in Rupaidiha, it has reasonable priced Ladies, Gents, Kids wear and kitchen accessories. They accept Nepalese currency however all the prices mentioned in the items are Indian currency based.</div>
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Keep exploring, and learn about the culture, tradition , people and the lifestyle of people living in Nepalgunj. It's a good place for doing small to big business.</div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-86942913715271327722019-10-05T13:27:00.001+05:452019-10-05T13:35:41.346+05:45Triggers<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
As kids, most of us always wanted to grow up as quickly as possible. Like it was our gateway to freedom, to do things our way, to do things as we wanted and pleased, to not be said "NO". But, oh how wrong and childish our ideas of growing up were. Right?<br />
But today, here we are, sitting alone in our room, or a cafe, or a corner, or a bus, and contemplating about life and how messed up it is. Yes, life will get easy, yes everything that happens, happens for good, yes, yes, yes, there is so much to our life than meets the eyes. But, isn't life all about suffering and chasing after materialistic or stupid dreams. We run and run and chase and chase and compare and compete, we are a miserable piece of garbage. Unrecyclable.<br />
But, there is one more thing about our life. Do you know what it is? The way we are today, the life that we have today, is all led by the choices we have made throughout. If it's good, let's thank the people who have helped us. But if it's bad, let's not go on blaming anyone. You are late because the driver was slow? No, you are late because of each choice that led you to that driver. Any external factor or person or situation is just triggering the choices that we make. We are driven by the choices and their consequences.<br />
This, however, does not include the time of our life where we are unaware of the choices we have, the choice we make, in general of the time when we are incapable of shaping our lives. Childhood.<br />
Our childhood is shaped by the people around us, by the situations we face and by the surrounding we are involved in, of which we may or may not have any control over.<br />
Yet, I say again, what we are today need not be what we are tomorrow or what we were yesterday and it is nobody's fault. Nobody is to blame for. And each of us must realize this. because this changes our whole perspective of how we look at life.<br />
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But, it can't be denied that choices have consequences.......................<br />
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And although my writing reads conflicting in things I am trying to highlight, the gist is that we have control over how we want our life to be next or now. Yet, we must also keep in mind, in doing so we are not harming any life. "Our choice" really is not our choice, if it involves torture, suffering or pain to another being.<br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-39097779979484183012019-10-03T21:22:00.001+05:452019-10-10T11:21:42.302+05:45Two Pigs<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
She was an 'A' of awkward and 'M' of miserable. She was a 'D' of dumb and 'I' of immature. Too awkward to fit in, too miserable because she was dumb to see the true faces of people maybe because she was too immature. Mistakes and hence were made.<br />
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8 years ago, as I recall, I met her. Dressed in black pants and green top, with her hair tied as a bun, plump cheeks and petite. She was sitting alone in her classroom seat. Hiding from everyone. I met her there, but before I could talk to her, her friend came looking for her through the doors. As I noticed this guy, with shoulder-length dirty, uncombed hair, dark skin, and a round face with lips that smoked, he reached out to her and sat beside her in silence. From that day on, he became her best friend.<br />
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But life is not a fairy tale........ Some best friends stay, some best friends fall apart, some best friends are just not really best friends until the end, and some, no matter how much we try to keep, go away.<br />
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At her home, lying by her bed, she reads her phone. I could tell, she was surprised yet it was not hard to tell she saw it coming. She was not sure how to react. She looked confused and worried. Losing someone so dear to you makes you do things, otherwise you wouldn't do. So did she,that night. A decision that changed her life. Some best friends are meant to be just friends, some are meant to be lovers. For her it was the former, for him it was the latter.<br />
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A month into it, she was getting irritated. A month into it, he was getting miserable. Irritated was she, because she was not into him. Miserable was he, because she did not treat him right.<br />
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It could still have been a happy story though, but she was the "I" of immature and he was the "I" of insecure and they were nowhere near "T" of trust, they were only "M" of misunderstanding.<br />
He was mad because he thought she lied to him, she was furious because he wrongly trusted the accusations, she never said a word to correct him, and he never said a word to ask her why. For him, silence was his power, for her silence was her revolt.<br />
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Yet, she hopes maybe one day she could tell him what really had happened. No judgment. Like the others did. Yet she hopes, he'll understand despite his friends telling him otherwise.<br />
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And here I am, eyeing over the stories of others, and here I am, trying to make stories of him and her, two pigs, pink and black as they fondly liked calling each other. While they move on far ahead into their future, here I am prying and looking. Looking. Searching. Finding. Reaching. Reaching out.<br />
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If you are travelling for a work visa in Dubai, Qatar, or going for studies in European countries or Australia, USA, etc or applying for your PR, you may need to attest your SLC/SEE marksheet, SLC /SEE certificate and your school level character certificate. But first make sure you have your SLC/SEE certificate. <div>
When you complete your SLC/SEE you are only provided with your marksheet. Follow the steps below for further details:<br /><ol style="text-align: left;">
<li>Fill a form, readily available in the examination board office if you are requesting for SLC/SEE certificate or document attest.</li>
<li>Pay your bills from window no 3. They will charge you NRs 500 for the certificate. Depending upon where you are applying, you may need to attest your original documents as well. For that, you will have to detach your lamination if your document has been laminated. They only detach the backside as the attesting is done on the back page only. Go to the canteen area, they will detach it for NRs 50 (NRs 100 in case of load shedding). If you attest your original document, it will cost you NRs 500 per document. Otherwise, they will attest 5 copies of the original instead. </li>
<li>Usually, attesting of marksheet, certificate and character are done together but it may depend upon your requirement.<br /></li>
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The government officials here are very rude and unfriendly, so make sure you make it clear to them what your requirement is. If they attest your original instead of photocopies, they will make you pay extra to attest the original again and vice versa. Also, if your marksheet was corrected or needs correction, your marksheet may not show up in their database. Keep inquiring. The officials will not readily tell you what is happening. In such a case, they may send you to window no 6 or 7 depending upon the year you appeared for your SLC/SEE examination. </div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-66621648346717952312019-07-01T01:03:00.001+05:452022-05-01T11:45:27.632+05:45Hike To Jharlang(Batase)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hike Date: 22nd-23rd June 2019<br />
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This was fairly a new route and we were pre-informed that we will have to catch a local van or bus from Dhading besi hence our departure time was 6 AM. Most of us reached the office by 6 am and awaited a few of the remaining hikers. At the last moment, however, Kushal backed out because of some personal reasons. The 13 assembled hikers including our dear Rajendra dai, then left for our destination at 6:30 AM. We started our hike with our musician, Raman, playing songs on guitar. We picked Shreebatsa from Kalimati who had bought apples and bananas for all of us. The unfortunate story is, he bought unripe bananas that weren’t edible even on the next day. We made our bread and jam in the van as a breakfast. We stopped somewhere between Naubise and Galchi for tea, pea and pee break. At 10 AM we took a local bolero from Dhading besi, that is where our musical journey of guitar and vocals ended as we left the guitar in office van. We booked the bolero to drop us at Dundure. The driver was telling us the bolero can fit 16 people but fitting 13 of us was a challenge in itself. At 12 pm we ate our lunch at a local place, and surprisingly the food was really tasty. We reached Dundure at 2pm. As we started our hike, the locals were telling us about our luck as the cloud was shading the sun. After only 30 minutes or less walk, the rain followed us, and we geared up with our raincoat and umbrella. As everyone was walking along the roadway, Sumit, Subash and I took the forest shortcut thinking the road and the shortcut will meet in the next corner as it happens in most of the cases. 15 minutes into the hiking trail, we get a call from our coordinator Shree who informs us that due to bad weather he is thinking of changing the plan and that we wait for the rest in the junction, where the hiking trail meets the vehicle route. We waited in the drenching rain, bedraggled 20 minutes….30 minutes, calls made to and from.... 40 minutes. They did not seem to catch us, or had they already crossed us? We waited there confused. We kept asking the locals if we were on the right way to Borang village and which we were. We even checked the map and yes, we were on the right track so why hadn’t the rest of our group caught up? 1 hour and there still was no sign of our group. Our phone conversations were not helping either. Finally, we decided to go back the vehicle route and that is when we met 3 locals who told us that they saw our friends going through the wrong route.<br />
When we realized that we have been separated, our coordinator asked us to come to Ward no 7. The locals informed us that ward no 7 is very far, and we will find a better view and better hotel options at Batase, 2 hours from was where we were and quite nearer from Ward No 7, where our friends were. Communicating that with our coordinator, we all decided Batase as our meeting zone. The locals helped us further by guiding us through the village route past the green trees and wet alley with leeches. After 1 and half hour of continuous uphill walk, we finally reached Batase and said our goodbyes to the noble locals, without whom our journey would have been a hard or maybe lost one. We had been so crestfallen when we found out the group had been separated. So, to us the locals became "dhunga khojda dueta vetayo". We then met another local who was coming from another direction, who informed us that our friends were 5 minutes away. Meanwhile, we inquired for a hotel to stay in. After reuniting with our lost group, we were again helped by the friendly locals who guided us to the only local hotel that could accommodate 13 of us. After settling our bags and hanging our wet raincoats and jacket, some of us settled down to check for leeches, and oh if there weren’t any suckling our blood. I alone was bitten by 6, Subash had 7. When our leech hunting was over, we all freshened up and sat for tea. We played dumb charade, mafia as we waited for our dinner and the night to fall.<br />
It was raining heavily that night and we slept with the optimism of a clear sky the next day. I woke up at 4 am in the morning and went out for bathroom break as well as to check on the weather and the view, as I do in most of my hike and trek. The weather was doomed. Still, the view outside was beautiful in its own way. I went back to sleep, placing myself in the small bed that I shared with Karishma. The rooms were see-through too and we could hear as well as see the guys snoring from the adjoined room. By 6 in the morning, everyone had woken up and were freshening up. We had tea and biscuits and left Batase at 7am. From here on, we again followed any locals we could find who were also headed to Dundure to catch a van to Dhading besi.<br />
Again, through the wet and grassy stairs and alleys with a constant cloud and inconsistent rain, screaming at the attack of a leech, running at times, stopping sometimes to admire the beautiful view in front of us, we reached the point where I, Subash and Sumit had waited an hour the day before. But today we came across a lot of locals who were going the same way, and we found even more shortcuts we had missed the other day. After walking for 1.5-2 hours we reached Dundure but due to a rise in the water levels the van were unable to cross the rivers hence we had to walk at least 3 -4 hours more to catch a van at Kintang Phedi.<br />
The fast walkers, went ahead, following the locals. As we went ahead, we made signs of stones and sticks to show shortcuts for our slow walkers. We kept moving and moving as we did not want to miss our chance of walking alongside the locals who could show us the shortest route to our destination. 1 hour later, we received a call from the coordinator who informed us that Raman was having a hard time walking due to pain in his legs and hence they will be slow. We continued our walk, without taking any food or bathroom break until we crossed the first suspension bridge after Dundure. From here on, we only had to follow the vehicle route as there were no shortcuts, so we decided to rest a while as we dipped our legs in the cold stream.<br />
As we started back at our hike, the sun rose almost above our head. It was getting hot and humid and walking became tiring and difficult in the scorching sun with hungry stomachs and tired legs. Constantly checking on the map and asking the locals, who were confused by our wrongly spelled and pronounced destination name, we reached Kitangphedi at around 12pm. We went right into the riverbanks, where we rested, being seated on the stones of the bank. Subash and Sumit had other plans and they swam in the slow current river. After 15 minutes, me, Shreya and Rajendra dai went to order us lunch. Unfortunately, they had no or too little food to suit a group of 13. The water level had also decreased so all the vehicles waiting at Kitangphedi had either picked up the locals and left for Dhading or went ahead to Dundure. That meant we had to wait at least an hour or more for any vehicle arrangement, so we decided to order lunch, which according to sauni would take 1 hour maximum to a minimum. 1 hour later, everyone arrived, and we all delved into the plates of chowmein and cold drinks. Our food was still an hour away from being ready, so we all went to the river shores to enjoy some nature and relax. At 3pm, we ate our lunch/brunch. We had ordered a bolero from Dhading besi which was on its way so while we waited, we watched the repeat telecast of FIFA women’s world cup, played mafia with the interested bunch. Finally, at 5 pm, our vehicle arrived, and we left for Dhading besi. At 7 we caught up with our office shuttle, and our previously hurt Raman, came back into form as he got his hands on the guitar strings. He played the strings so hard, the 3rd string actually broke. So, when that happened, we went back to our speaker, which we had played constantly throughout our hike with songs “Galbandi Chyatiyo”, “Lifejacket” on repeat. The lyrics of lifejacket “we don’t reach destination unless we walk, we cannot touch the sky unless we fly, we drown many times in life, but if we have a life jacket we won't drown” became so popular among the group along with the line from Galbandi “dhila ayo tara kada ayo (Although late, the entry is blasting)”. At 9pm, we stopped at Naubise for dinner and reached office at 10:45 pm and everyone left for their home.<br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Date of Hike: 19<sup>th</sup> -20<sup>th</sup>
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<span>Route: Kathmandu -> Thankot -> Naubise
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<span >Co-ordinator: Kushma Thapa</span><br />
<span >Participants: </span></span><span lang="EN-US">AmbikaM,
BigyanS, DijupT, KarishmaP, KumarD, KushmaT, SanjeevS, SarojK, SheprataS,
ShreeKrishnaG, ShreyaS, SujanS, SurajR </span><span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: #303030; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style=" font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Report by:
Kushma Thapa, Saroj Khadayat, Shree Krishna Gurung, Sujan Sauden<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Departure time: Stated 6am, Actual 7am.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Date of Hike: 19<sup>th</sup> -20<sup>th</sup>
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<span lang="EN-US">No matter how much of pre-planning you do,
you are bound to face obstacles you couldn’t have imagined. Our hike to
Chitlang was also a gift box that unwrapped unexpected obstacles. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">On the first day,
we ate our breakfast at Naubise, and took the route to Daman from the Naubisejunction. It was the first time taking this route for some of us. We stopped at
a deserted house for a short nature break. On the route, we discussed few terms: 2005, two types of brake: fuel and motor. I am sure these terms don’t make
sense to the readers but it’s just a flashback to the memory lane for the
hikers. At around 2pm we stopped somewhere around Palung/Thaha municipality and
started our hike. Our destination was around 7km away. The biggest joke of the
day that happened was when Sujan said (or so we heard): “How much can we walk
in 7km?” (Hami 7km ma kati hidna sakcham ni didi?). Since our route was no hiking
trail but vehicle trail we were bored. In addition, the road trail
was also very skewed. Hence, we decided to take a shortcut and walked
catawampus across the maize/brinjal fields. It was very much fun to walk
through the muddy field trails while constantly checking for leech attack. Finally,
we made back to the road trail, caught a place with big stones placed, where we
sat for short snack time. From there on it was all walking until we reached a
homestay where we ate our brunch. The non-vegetarians loved the piro choila and
even packed 3 plates for the night. From here on, we explored Chitlang as much
as we could, again taking the maize field trail so we could explore more of
“the Chitlang basti”. On our way, Dijup Dai and Bigyan gave a visit to the yak
cheese factory. If anyone is interested, the price of 1kg yak cheese is Rs 3000.
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<span lang="EN-US">Finally, we made
it to Chitlang organic resort. We rested for a few minutes, changed and gathered
to the main area of the resort. The resort was nothing like a resort: Flies,
dirty room walls, dirty sheets, and unsatisfying customer service are some ways
I like to review the resort. After a few moments, it started to rain, and we got
a beautiful view of a rainbow. Rainbow, pear farming and thick green forest in
the background and our Shahrukh khan pose for a picture is a memory I’ll keep.
Soon we all settled for snacks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We
danced, we sang, we ate, we played games and we also completed our punishments,
which was part of losing in the game. Whoever lost in the game had to perform
squats or pushup or plank for a specified amount of time or number. After
eating our dinner, we all hummed along while Saroj and Sujan performed live for
us. This went on until late evening. When the night came to end, it became
difficult to sleep in a room with dirty walls, dirty bed sheets, and insects
accompanying. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Next morning, we took our breakfast at
around 8am, packed our bags and left the resort at around 9:30ish. 20 minutes
after walking a not so straight yet not steep road, the uphill route began. The
route was filled with leeches and that was the scariest part for me. After
around 1 hour or so of climbing, we reached right below Chandragiri hill. There
we ate our lunch and rested for about an hour. We decided to climb the
Chandragiri hill instead of taking the down road to Thankot from there. As we
were walking to our destination, Chandragiri, it started raining. Most of us
hid under our umbrella, but Bigyan and Dijup dai took shelter under their
special plastic raincoat. Since it was raining, the view from the top was all
white and nothing more was visible. So, we concluded we cannot get a view that
made King Prithvi Narayan Shah desire to take over Kathmandu valley, without
paying Rs750 for the cable car. Hungry hikers that we were, we ate another quick
lunch at Chandragiri. Luckily due to protest by visitors for costly food price,
the management team of Chandragiri had made the food price reasonable. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">After taking a few selfies, group pictures,
and wandering around, we started walking down to our destination: Thankot. We
had planned to descend to Kritipur but we were informed the road is very steep
and slippery due to rain so we decided to take vehicle route so we could avoid
slippery and leech-y shortcuts. At one point, we collected gravel stones to
make way as the road was very muddy. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Up until now, leech had been the scary part;
so, enters another scary part of the hike (at least it was scary to me). At
first, I ignored what was in front of me like the roots of trees, pink and widespread. It took me a few seconds to realize the whole width of the road was
smothered by big thick pink legions of earthworm.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We covered leech, we covered earthworm, now let’s
come to another interesting gift our hike unwrapped for us as we almost reached
Thankot. We were probably 20 minutes away from the township of Thankot when we
came across a fresh landslide. There was just no way we could cross the
landslide. There was little panic starting on most of our heads already. Luckily
there we 3 locals who were also travelling who told us there are other routes
through the thick jungle. The first shortcut was a dead end so our effort of
climbing down, with the help of plant/bush/tree roots was in vain. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Crossing the myriad of earthworm again, we
came to the entry point of another shortcut. We grouped the team so all the
ladies were in between. The road, rarely used and very slippery, was the final
gift we unwrapped. Some of us made through the whole route on four legs. Some
of us had to take help from more than one person to make through some slippery
turns. Some of us trusted on our two legs and some of us trusted our two legs
to support our self as well the other person. As we advanced, the route
progressed even more deeply into the jungle. Throughout this journey, our
motivation was “aayo aayo road aayo”, which never came of course until the end.
In the middle of the journey, Shree Krishna informed us that the road ahead is
slippery so it’s better if you climb down seated on the muddy route. On that
note Sanjeev Dai’s reply was “basera aye ni huncha! Uthekai kaile thyo ra?”
i.e. Climb down sitting?! When had I even been standing? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Unsure where the route led us, unsure what was
to come ahead, with no food and no water ( Dijup dai secretly had water he kept
for an emergency case of someone fainting or worse) we kept moving forward, at
times talking of the possibility of coming across a tiger. Finally, finally, we met
the vehicle route. The happiness was too real and too treasured. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>30 minutes of walking, we found Ram dai and
our office shuttle. Everyone settled in and we started recalling the day. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Recalling
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<span lang="EN-US">August-19 2017, we were all set for a hike to
Chitlang. Chitlang is located at the southwest of Kathmandu valley in the Mahabharat
mountain range. Fifteen signed up for the hike out of which fourteen people showed
up. Office vehicle was available for driving us to the starting point of our
hike which was Satghumti. On the way to Satghumti we got stuck in jam for about
½ an hour. The traffic jam made us eat bread and jam since most of had not had
our breakfast in the morning and everyone was hungry. Dijup dai’s past hiking
experience talks made the drive more fun. After about 4 hours’ drive, we finally
reached the starting point of our hike (satghumti). The excitement level was too
high for me since it was my first hike with VITians. Per the weather forecast,
there were chances of heavy rainfall so we were all well prepared for it with
raincoats and umbrellas. The day seemed perfect for the hiking- cool breeze, green
hills, clear landscapes kept excitement all along. Those songs on Dijup dai’s
speaker made the hike more wonderful. His old collection playing while walking
down the desire line of paddy (so-called shortcuts) gave that retro feeling.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">First
Hike from New Office: Shree Krishna Gurung</b>”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Just 2 weeks of joining Verscend, I got the
opportunity of enjoying my first ever office Hike. I was not very sure if my
name would be in the hiker's list. I also had no idea how many hikers will be
listed or any more detail nevertheless, I was hoping for the best. This hike
gave me the opportunity to bond with my Verscend Colleagues. I also enjoyed
leading the way through the deep forest trail. Although, Dijup dai was
constantly asking us to keep on moving, at times the forest was so deep that I
waited for other hikers just in case we encountered a wild animal and we could
outnumber the animal/animal gang. Because a lone wolf dies but the pack
survives as quoted by Sansa Stark in GOT season 7 episode 7. Thank you so much
to all the hikers for making my first hike so memorable.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Long
awaited chance to be part of office Hike: Sujan Sauden</b>”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Regardless of
showing interest in many other hikes, this was the first time I got the
opportunity to be a part of the hike. The whole experience has been beautifully
expressed by other hikers so I am not going to dive much into the hike details.
The only bitter experience was the customer service. Unfortunately, I had left
my slippers at home so I requested the resort manager many times to provide me
a pair of slippers but unfortunately, they turned cold shoulders to my request. I
don’t want to say anything more, overall it was nice, fun and everything<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Picture 2</span><span lang="EN-US"> Taking the shortcut through brinjal field<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Picture 3</span><span lang="EN-US">:
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<span lang="EN-US">Picture 4</span><span lang="EN-US">:
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<span lang="EN-US">Picture 5</span><span lang="EN-US">: View From Chandragiri<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US">Picture 6</span><span lang="EN-US">: THE
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<span lang="EN-US">Picture 7</span><span lang="EN-US">: The
shortcut through the deep forest trails (Slippery, leech-y, earthworm-ly),
behind Sanjeev seated and waiting.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-78554346301034051112019-07-01T00:15:00.001+05:452022-05-01T11:45:40.321+05:45Australian Base Camp: July 2017<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span lang="EN-US">The Amazing Experience of Exploring
Australian Camp <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Hikers: Anil Dongol, (organizer, absent in
person due to fever, but present in words as irony), Keshab Maharjan, Teena
Dongol, Rina Shrestha, Bimal Karki, Binjita Aryal, Saroj Thapa, Dilip Kunwar,
Raj Thapa, Bhushan Shrestha, and myself Kushma Thapa.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Departure time: Stated 6am, actual 7am.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Date of Hike: 22<sup>nd</sup>-23<sup>rd</sup>
July 2017.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Some experiences leave you so speechless,
you cannot decide where to start. Hence skipping the part about the mundane
routine of the hikers having their breakfast at Naubise (new eating place this
time), lunch at Abu Khairini’s<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Thakali
Shanta Hotel and Lodge” and in between bathroom breaks, let's jump into the part
where we hired a Sumo, or so I think, from the Tudhikhel of Pokhara and
experienced the bumpy sumo ride. I am sure the sumo driver assured Keshab Dai
five times that our bags on the roof of the vehicle were safe regardless of not
being tied. Nevertheless, the driver had to tie up our bags defeated by the
consistent request from Keshab Dai. We drove up to Dhampus, 11 of us, including
our beloved Ram dai from wherein we started our hike to Australian Camp.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Before we started our hike, I and some of
my friends applied clove oil on our legs so as to scare off the leeches, while
Ram dai gave us another alternative solution which was to apply Titepati. Turns
out leeches despise the bitter taste of titepati or </span><strong><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #333333; font-family: "Verdana",sans-serif; font-size: 9.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">Artemisia vulgaris</span></strong><b><span lang="EN-US">. </span></b><span lang="EN-US">As we reached the base, we saw some of the locals were playing futsal.
After asking them if we could join, me, raj and Saroj and Alex, a tourist, made
a team and played against our amazing local players. While we were playing
futsal, some of the hikers took rest under the shade, captured pictures and
finally made their way to the hotel. The 3 of us, me, raj and Saroj, also quickly
went to our respective rooms, placed our bags and came back for another game of
futsal. In between the game, I heard someone say mountains. To my utter
surprise, the view in front of me left me speechless. My eyes were nowhere in
the game but fixated on the view in front. The clouds slightly cleared
themselves to show off what was hiding behind them. The amazing white Annapurna
and Macchapuchre. The view was so stunning. Some think they are bored of seeing
the mountains and the hills, but how can someone not feel immensely mesmerized
by a view as beautiful as that. Nature can never cease to amaze us even with
the same creations it has under its sleeve. A short time after that all of us
headed to a small base near the hotel. The base outlooked the whole of Pokhara
city, Kande and a lot more as the Australian base is 2060m above the sea level.
We headed back to the hotel after observing the outflow of scenic beauty that
we were present and ate our snacks. Bhushan dai, Binjita, and Dilip were
checking out the maps for the next day’s hike while Bimal, Raj, Saroj and I,
played a game of dare and truth. At one instant, we dared raj to act like a drunk
husband who is persuading his wife to open the door. Soon after, we took our
dinner and most of us went to sleep.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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started giving out, we came to the rooftop to just lay, feel the cool breeze,
and observe the view of the mountain scale ahead of us, the view of Pokhara city along with fewa lake and clouds overhead of it, the view of a town
drizzled in rain with thunderstorm on the very south. As the sun started to rise,
the mountains glittered more and more. The green jungle around, green grasses
below, beautiful people along, the white mountains ahead, and the beautiful
city of lakes to the southeast, we just laid lazily sipping our tea. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">At 8am, we started our journey downhill to Kande,
resting at places while mimicking the noise of goat, we finally reached Kande
where we ate local noodle soup and tea. We ate our lunch at Pokhara at the
usual stop: Fewa thakali. The food was amazing. We left Pokhara city at 11:30
am or so; most of us happy about reaching home early. Unfortunately, our little
happiness shattered after being stuck in the traffic from Thankot to Kalanki.
We reached Thankot at 5:30 pm and crossed Kalanki chowk at 8:45 pm. In that
traffic, we also made small talk with some Indian tourists who were here to
visit Pashupatinath on the auspicious month of Shravan. Their 3<sup>rd</sup>
question to us was “Why is this city so dirty?”. In my travel, I also caught
sight of a truck loaded buffalos. They were severely tied on their tails, their
heads and crowdedly placed (3 times that of the dangerous Nepal Yatayat). The
worst part of the view was catching one of that soul shedding tears. The tears
were so real, so thick and so painful. We are at the top of the food chain and
so we take the liberty to eat them. The problem isn’t the food chain, the
problem is how are treating the ones who lay below us in the food chain. As Plutarch
said, “</span><span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 107%;">But for the sake of some little mouthful of flesh
we deprive a soul of the sun and light, and of that proportion of life and time
it had been born into the world to enjoy</span><span lang="EN-US"> “</span><span lang="EN-US" style="background: white; color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 107%;">. </span><span lang="EN-US">We have a choice but they neither have a choice
nor the power to rid themselves of that pain. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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beautiful quote, this one is by John Muir.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span lang="EN-US">“Climb
the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as
sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you,
and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves. As
age comes on, one source of enjoyment after another is closed, but Nature's
sources never fail”.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US">Hiking
to Ghanpokhara<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span lang="EN-US">Date: August 21-August 22, 2016</span></b></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">With packed bags and hiking shoes, we left
the office premises at 7am in the morning. We hadn’t reached very far when we
got a call from Sameer. He had missed the van so we asked him to catch us at Kalimati
where we opted to have tea and a light breakfast while awaiting him. At around
7:45, of course after also picking Sameer, we headed for our journey. The road
from Kalanki to Thankot was a mess. Leaving aside the details of where we
stopped and where we had our breakfast, after crossing Muglin, near marsyangdi
hyrdo power area we stopped at a waterfall site. God help us hike since our
shoes and our single pair of socks were totally drenched in our adventure of
climbing the rocks to get a nearer view of the top of the waterfall. Off then
we went, everyone, taking a turn to try playing the ukulele, singing songs at times
too loud with a hungry stomach. We stopped at the very popular Besisahar khana
spot of Verisk which was “Puspanjali Hotel”. Unfortunately, the hotel phone number
we had was not working and hence we couldn’t pre-order our lunch, making us
wait another half hour to ravage any food. We discussed the Annapurna circuit
map (which was proudly displayed on the hotel walls), our hike route and
whether or not to include Ghalegaun in the route arguing on our chances of
reaching there in a favorable hour.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Unfortunately from this spot on we had to take a local vehicle and we
were told the public bus was to leave not until 4pm local time. We decided to
wait at the bus park, and only a few minutes after we reached the “pippal ko bot”
park, a “Safari” came in our sight. The ride of half hour to Khudi bazaar on
the “Safari” was priced at NRs 1500. Squeezed on the seats, very bumpy roads, the river on the right view, what an adventure the ride on the “Safari” turned out.
At 5pm local time, we stepped foot in Khudi bazaar, started our hike from
there, constantly discussing everyone’s dilemma on whether to hike all the way
to Ghalegaun? We met a school teacher and a local boy who was heading to his
home, which was on the way to Ghalegaun route. While many of us discussed our
low chances of reaching Ghalegaun before 12 noon, the boy kept encouraging us
to keep on moving forward. After an hour of walking, we stopped at a resting
place, washed our face, drank water and then started our journey again. 10 mins
into walking, we heard a local girl calling to us. Turned out Aayush had left Ashish’s
camera tripod. Someone from the group was wondering if the local could have
used it to plow their fields!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">After more walking, more dilemma, we
sighted two jharnas (waterfall). We asked the local boy, who was accompanying
us (the school teacher had already parted ways by then) if reaching the
waterfall by tonight was possible and if we could find any shelter there to
stay the night. His response was that the waterfall though looks near is at the
very end of the village and is very far. We decided to stay at Ghanpokhara if
we could arrange a homestay. Asking here and there, someone suggested there was
a place where we could find a shelter. We then reached the school of the
teacher we met at the very start of the hiking journey. He told us of our slim
chances of getting shelter and asked us to rather return back to Khudi and
stay at “Maya” hotel. But we did go and take our chances but were turned down
and so we decided to return back to Khudi bazaar. On our way, I encountered,
probably, my second or third leech biting. It was scary. Bimal at one point
said “let's hurry up and cross the river kholsa before it gets too dark”. And
then everyone started reasoning with fun, whether that is so due to our chances
of encountering a ghost? Walking, walking and more walking, encountering a
crab, few frogs, stopping at a local kodo ko rakshi pasal, we then finally
reached back to Khudi bazaar. Dinesh an Aayush had already reserved the rooms
when we reached the hotel. The pricing was based on head count rather than room
count. All I want to say about the room is that it was very dirty, and the
pathway was a trap. Only one door could be opened at a time. Opening the door of
one room meant the pathway was non-traversable. The best thing about the hotel
was that it was on the river side. Early in the morning, sitting on the rocks
by the side of the river, drenched by small waterfall, pondering on nothing was
like a much-needed meditation.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">We took a local bus from Khudi to Besisahar
this time, enjoying the tv of the bus, the road felt less bumpy this time.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Having had our breakfast in Puspanjali, we
went off to our next destination “THE WATERFALL” on way to Besisahar near Dumre.
The waterfall had a man-made swimming pool, through stacked small rocks and
stones. It was mesmerizing. The guys jumped into the natural pool, had the time
of their life, swimming and enjoying. Arjun lost his power spectacles in the
pool and asked the local kids to look for it offering them a reward if they get
successful. Most of us had left our shoes to dry meanwhile. By the time we were
leaving, our shoes were dried, so one can imagine the temperature of the day.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">At Abu Khairini, we had the most delicious
lunch. It was full of flavors, everybody deciding to come back to that thakali
bhancha ghar again. I don’t remember the name of the hotel but I do remember it
was just beside the “Singapore hotel”. We were early so we decided we could
jump to the very popular riverside spring resort in Kurintar, with the
exception of Dinesh. We all dived together, did dolphin underwater, some guys
joined the in-pool bar. More than swimming we had fun. We even played “rock
paper scissor” underwater. After an hour of fun, we left RSR. We got stuck in a
1 and a half-hour long traffic in Satungal, where we also caught a small
accident. Our van collided with a stalled truck due to a road bump. Finally at
around 8:30 we reached back to office premises and hence ended an overall very
fun hiking. It was full of unplanned routes and plans, new bonding, ukulele, and
Aashish’s suitcase.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-82703737103065193752019-05-02T21:30:00.002+05:452019-05-02T21:33:01.089+05:45About Matter<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Look right or left,<br />
How does it matter,<br />
Passive or active<br />
Why does it matter,<br />
I'll open up my heart<br />
You'll know then why?<br />
Why does it matter<br />
If I live or die?<br />
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Don't talk sweet to me<br />
If you are going to stab me<br />
My baby my baby, acting like my best friend<br />
Going behind and bitching<br />
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I told you I can't take it<br />
Your daily nagging<br />
I will rip my heart<br />
And You'll still be shouting<br />
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Told you from the start<br />
I know not of Love<br />
Yet you had to make a scene<br />
Out in the front<br />
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Stab me, hit me, love me, or hate me<br />
Why does it matter , I don't know why does it matter<br />
You leave me or ignore me<br />
How should it matter,<br />
Life is temporary, relative and perspective<br />
People learn to move on, so may be nothing really matters</div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-76099947007137956832019-01-18T18:33:00.000+05:452022-05-01T11:45:57.086+05:45Trek To Langtang<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Langtang Trek: April 28 2018 - May 4 2018 </h2>
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Kathmandu-Syafrubesi-Kyanjing Gompa-Rasuwagadhi-RiversideResort @Kurintar-Kathmandu</h4>
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Day 1: Kathmandu - Syafrubesi</h4>
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Four of us headed early in the morning from Kathmandu for our trek to Langtang. The bus left early at 7 am in the morning. We went via Galchi route. The route was being expanded so the roads we blocked for 2 hours. </div>
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Hence, we chose to pass our time watching the bulldozer pushing away soil and playing cards. Later that day, we decided to stay at Syafrubesi as we were told there isn't any settlement in 2 hours distance (There is though, not fancy but we can opt to stay at Tiwar about 45 minutes away in distance). We strolled around the city and spent the evening in a gumba. Later in the hotel, we played ludo and TND.</div>
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Day 2: Syafrubesi - Lamahotel</h4>
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The next day, we packed our bags, had breakfast and started at 8 am in the morning. After about half an hour, my friend Ashmita told me that she is having a hard time walking. This was her first trek ever and I had warned her to not bring too many items but she told me she can carry the weight and given she is an athlete I trusted her. Nevertheless, I tried encouraging her and we continued our walk through the trails, damaged by the earthquake 2015. The trail was walkable regardless of the damage. </div>
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After crossing the Tibetan Camp hotel, and Bob Marley hotel at Tiwari , we reached Dovan. Here we rested for while and hydrated ourselves. We also came across the most friendliest kitty here. Our next stop was Pairo. The locals then told us that the trail up is only steep. So we started our ascend.<br />
Then there was a point with trail dividing to two different route. <i><span style="font-size: large;"><b>One leaded straight following the path across langtang river</b> and </span><b><span style="font-size: large;">the other lead to the hill, the trail being very steep. </span> </b></i>There was no sign post there so considering what the locals told us we chose the steep trail. It was very very very steep. Ashmita was having a really hard time climbing so she had asked me to catch her hands and help her. Doing this had drained my energy as well. Overcoming the hardship, and climbing for 30-40 mins, we reached the top where there was a small hut/chiya pasal of an aama. She told us the route leads to thulo syafru, and the trail is for Gosaikunda Trek instead. We were so exhausted and in unsettled by the news that we chose to rest there for a while. We ordered chauchau and soup. We also decided to hire a porter for ashmita so we asked aama to call someone for her. She called someone from Pairo and we waited for the porter to come. We also bought headbands from her shop. After waiting for more than an hour, there was no sign of anyone coming. Not wanting to waste time, we decided we should start making the move, and possibly meet the porter on our way to pairo. We did meet two young boys but they denied to assist us for just a single day so things did not work out for us. They told us we might find some one willing when we reach pairo so we headed for pairo. As we reached pairo, we rested and dipped our legs in the cold langtang river. Then we asked around for a porter but we could not find one who was willing to stay with us for one day so we decided the 3 of us would carry some items off of Ashmita's bag. It seemed to help her as her bag must have lost about 3-4 kg of item. Then we headed next for Bamboo. En route to bamboo we came across buffer zones and zones with signs that said "<b>Falling Rocks, Keep Away".</b><br />
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We ate our lunch at Babmoo. Ashmita seemed to fancy too much on Fanta. Fancily, one small fanta cost Nrs 500 there and the daal bhat was at a price of NRs 250. We originally planned to stay at Riverside or Ghodatabela on first day but since we had lost around 2 hours due to detour and given ashmita was struggling we decided to stay the night at Lama Hotel.<br />
On our next stop Rimche, we rested for 30 minutes as our final stop for the day was Lama hotel which was only half an hour away. We reached Rimche at 4 and cooled off the heat. There are only 3 hotels at Rimche. At 4:30 we left for Lama Hotel and at 5 we were there at Lama Hotel. There are about 6-7 hotels in the area.<br />
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Day 3: Lama Hotel - Kyanjing Ri:</h4>
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Ashmita had a heavy back up so we decided to leave items we wont need for the ride up behind.So we left our dirty clothes as well as Ashmita's 3-4 pairs of clothes in the safety of the hotel owner didi. </div>
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The next morning we took our leave at 7 am in the morning. The trail was so scenic as we crossed the green spring forest. We reached Riverside in 45 minutes. It has 3-4 tea houses/hotels. Not stopping we continued on. After crossing riverside, the trail gets steep for 30 minutes. That is where Gaurav met phitso, a local, who was heading to Syafrubesi. On conversing, they became friends and phitso told us to stay as his to be sister-in-law's hotel at Kyanjing. </div>
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The trail to ghodatabela has a landslide area so there is an alternate route in between. Pass through the Bridge as shown in the picture below to follow the other trail.</div>
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As we crossed it, and were nearing Ghodatabela, we came across the view of hundreds of rhododendron in multiple colors: white, red , pink.<br />
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We ate noodles and soup at Ghodatabela where we reached at 12 pm. At 1 we left for Thangshyap, the trail to which was steep route of 45 minutes. At Thangshyap, we ate our lunch, conversed with tourist and guides and then when the rain stopped we headed for langtang village. The view in front of our eyes really sad as we saw the devastation of earthquake that had hit Langtang Village.</div>
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It took us 45 minutes to just cross the devastated area. That only can tell how huge the devastation really has been here. The locals of Langtang had moved just a little ahead of this region with a growing settlement on going. Langtang has enough hotels to accommodate 100 or more tourist. </div>
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One of our friend got mistake for a guide, and thought Ashmita and I was a foreigner so he was asked to register our details at the police bit of Langtang 🤣🤣. We chose to have some snacks here so we stopped on the other side of the langtang village. <b>There is no electricity after syafrubesi but the local hydro power </b><b>@Kyanjing</b><b>supports electricity to Langtang And Kyanjing. </b>So we also charged our phones. We ate tea, and boiled potato here. Kyanjing was around 2 hours from here as was told to us. We left at around 4 pm and considering we will reach Kyanjing by 6 we walked in our own pace. The trails were also not very steep and rather easy. Some folks of langtang had also migrated upward from Lantang. We went on and on and walked for more than 2 hours but kyanjing was no where to see. We followed the electricity poles with it giving us hopes we are going in the right direction. In a matter of seconds, the weather also got chilly and foggy. The white fog/clouds covered the path and visibility became very poor. Finally we saw a gumba. The signs there were misleading and we lost path. And to make it more dramatic, it started to snow. As we sought to find our way we saw two small huts. We ran to it and had in our mind decided to stay there no matter how uncomfy it would be since we were freezing. Turns out it was the mini hydro power. There was a worker too who helped us by making tea and turning on the heater. Wow finding the heater and warm tea was like finding heaven. We also dried our wet clothes in the heater. Then followed local women who came to the hydro for shelter against snow. They were locals of Kyanjing so after the snow stopped they guided us to the hotel that phitso had named. The hotel owner's daughter was getting married to phitso's brother in a few days so they denied us shelter initially as they were not taking any tourist due to wedding work. But when we told them that phitso had sent us they welcomed us. We got the most comfortable bedrooms and delicious dinner. Ashmita ate too less and went to sleep early. While i stayed to have a view of the millions and billions of stars as the sky was clear that night.</div>
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Day 4: Kyangjin Ri (4400m)-Thangshyap</h4>
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The next morning we woke up at 5 am to find mountains surrounding the valley. Dressing up in warm clothes we went out to have a broader view. We also witnessed the sunrise. We were advised to climb Kyanjing Ri in broad light due to the trails. So at 7 am we left to conquer the Kyanjing Ri. Ashmita chose to stay behind as she was not feeling well. </div>
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It took us 2 hours to climb the hill. And I am going to let the pictures describe how beautiful the scene here was. The weather was very nice today so our view was amazing and breathtaking.</div>
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Climbing the hill was the most easy part for me and going down was the scariest one. I took my time to descend while the gang (Our friend and the friends we met on the trek) were running down the hill and I was at places on on fours using even my two hands to descend as slow as I could. I took me an hour more to reach the hotel. At 12 pm we ate our lunch, packed our bags, called home (there is satellite phone) and finally said thank you and made wishes to the bride to be and left.<br />
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Our next stop was Langtang, where we had tea and since it got dark we chose to stay at Thangshyap.<br />
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The accommodation was okay but the people here was so nice. They told us that during winter they stay at Kathmandu. Their daughter is a topper and was appearing for SLC/SEE that year. We are potato, rice, spaghetti as our dinner.<br />
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Day 5: Thangshyap-Bob Marley hotel</h4>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Somewhere between Ghodatabela and Riverside, This place has a single hotel and shop.</td></tr>
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We ate our lunch at lama hotel, took our items back and started to head back. Our destination for today was Syafrubesi. </div>
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We reached Bob Marley Hotel @Tiwari at 5pm. Since we had stayed at syafrubesi already so we decided to stay at tiwari the night, go to rasuwaghadi the next day and stay at kurintar to enjoy the swimming pool. There was no light so we played cards under the candle. The accommodation was not fancy<br />
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Day 6: Tiwari-RasuwaGadhi-Galchi</h4>
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Next morning we left @8am. We reached Syafrubesi in half an hour.<br />
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We had to wait for the local bus until 12 pm to go to rasuwagadhi so the police helped us hitch a ride with a truck. The truck dropped us to Rasuwa. The driver was having lunch there so we started walking and midway we hitched a ride in another truck. After waiting for 15 minutes the gates to the border opened. Only the locals of Rasuwa were allowed to go to the other side and shop. However they did let us in up to the bridge and allowed us to take pictures.<br />
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We then rushed to Rasuwa's bus stop. We had inquired there and they had told us the bus left at 12 pm. We called the number they gave us and asked them to stop the bus for us. All the trucks were going towards rasuwagadhi for all the import and export so we had to walk back. We ran midway when we heard the bus blow the horn. The bus was late and so we were lucky to catch it at 12:30 pm. There was a 3 day vehicle strike on-going around this time so the bus left us only up to bidur. We hadn't had time to eat lunch so we were very hungry. Upon reaching bidur as well, we were looking for vehicles to drop us at galchi. We could not find any vehicles going to galchi so the local police helped us again and hitched us a ride in a truck carrying imported shipping. The road from trishuli to galchi was a mess due to muddy gravel. We rode the truck at 4 pm and we reached galchi at 10:30 pm. There was such a traffic due to small vehicles getting trapped in the mud. We again took help of the police to find us hotel at that time of the night. We looked around 2 hotels and they were very dirty. Finally we found a newly opened hotel with decent and clean rooms. We finally got the chance to eat a proper food there.</div>
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The next morning, we had our breakfast and waited for vehicles. Regardless of the strike, a scorpion stopped and gave us a ride to Kurintar @NRs 2000. After reaching Riverside Resort, we came to know that they don't rent swim suits and we had not bought one. We really wanted to relax away,so we bought swim suits and dived into the pool. It was a much needed rest to relax our whole body. After cleaning up, we ate at a local shop. Then we waited to get a ride to Kathmadnu. We asked for lifts but no one was stopping. No local bus was running either. Finally a pick up truck, crowded with passengers stopped. We played cards when we got chance, stood up when the truck got crowded and sat on the tent cover when the crowd was less. at Nrs 300 per person, the pick up truck dropped us at kalanki.<br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-68688897277209288432019-01-17T18:49:00.002+05:452022-05-01T11:46:05.356+05:45First Trek Of My Life: Gosaikunda<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Trek To Gosaikunda: Aug 2 2017 - Aug 4 2017 (3 Day trek Kathmandu -Gosaikunda -Kathmandu)</b></h2>
The plan to visit Gosaikunda was very abrupt. We were leaving on Wednesday and I was informed on Friday I think. Since my mom had visited the Gosaikunda twice already and it is a very famous pilgrimage my mom gave me permisison immediately. It was the month of Shravan, the month when there is a fair or a mela. Hundreds and thousands of pilgrims come to worship the holyness of Lord Shiva and the lake itself during this month. Its also the month of rain so we were expecting rains during our trek. I had been to hikes before and I had my mom who helped me pack the essentials. From my hiking experience, I had packed the minimal.<br />
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Day 1: Kathmandu -Dhimsa:</h4>
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On day 1, we had our tickets booked for Pasang Lhamu Bus. One can get the tickets from their counter at Balaju Bypass Junction. One can also reserve a sumo or scorpio which will cost around Nrs 12000/- . The counter had asked us to come on time i.e 6 am in the morning. They told us that the bus leaves strictly on time. We reached Balaju Bypass at 6:45. We were so late and bus was very ready to leave us behind but Venus, our friend had been asking for 5 more minutes every 5 minutes.<br />
We took the route from Galchi -bidur-dhunche. We got stucked in a traffic after crossing naubise. That is where we ate our breakfast and Ashim completed his half done shaving. After crossing Galchiwe were again stuck in jam for about 2 hours. The road there was not black pitched and due to rain the road had got very muddy and small vehicles were getting stuck in the mud mire.</div>
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We ate lunch at trishuli. It cost us Nrs 200 for Veg daal bhat.</div>
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The road to dhunche was pretty scary as are all the roads in the remote Nepal. We reached dhunche at 2pm. After strolling around to buy plastic as a make-do raincoat for some, slippers for ashim and bamboo sticks for walking we officially started our trek. First it was downhill for 20 minutes then it was an uphill trail until Gosaikunda. </div>
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We kept going and climbing, resting for quick breath and snacking on almonds, raisins and juice. It also started raining mildly and gearing up with our raincoats we went on and on until we reached Deurali. There we (Ashmi, Venus, Sony and Me) waited for the rest of our friends to catch us.In total it was 7 of us. </div>
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Since it was mela time, there were many temporary plastic huts with number. There was about 100-140 such huts until the lake itself. We made the hut numbers as our milestone. Stopping for quick break it every 2nd hut, 3rd hut and so on. After taking a break for 5-10 minutes we started to continue but as we took about 10 steps, it started raining heavily. So we decided to stop at hut no 9 for tea and biscuits. </div>
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We also asked the hut owners to book us rooms at Dhimsa Homestay. When the rain stopped slightly we started making our way to the hotel. The uphill was getting tough for some of our friends. This was the time when i was really fit as I was doing swimming, dance class and workouts in a single day so I was doing fine for myself. At 7pm we reached our hotel and were delighted to get two rooms. Since this was the month of rain, we had been also careful not to be sucked by leech so seeing a leech on my leg made an outburst of screams from all the girls in the room. </div>
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Day 2: Dhimsa-Gosaikunda-Chandanbari</h4>
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We woke up at 5 in the morning, had tea and ate the biscuits we had brought with us. By 6 we were all set and ready to leave but it was raining very heavily. We waited for a while but since the rain was not showing any signs to stop we decided otherwise. </div>
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We reached Sing Gompa by 7. It took us only an hour. It was a place with more settlements. There were may be 10-12 hotels there whereas in Dhimsa there were 2 hotels only. Our next stop was Cholangpati. We had to go through the jungle and the trail was very very muddy and due to lots of pilgrims coming and going the muddy trail had become very hard to walk on. The locals told us it was going to take us 4 hours to reach Cholangpati from SingGompa but we reached Cholangpati in 2 hours. We rested in a stable for 15 minutes, snacked up and dried ourselves as much as we could. The heat from our body, the sweat, the raincoat trapping the sweat and body heat and the rain was a very good combination for a dramatic scene of steam coming off of us as we rested. </div>
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Our next stop was Laurebinayak. On inquiring, the locals told us that the trail was even more difficult and steep and we rather take a horse from here on. But we were here to trek and not horse ride, so we started our uphill trek. The route so far was not uphill compared to what we were walking now. At times, it felt like my chest was going to burst but that feeling was making me so alive at the same time. Somewhere near Laurebinayak, we got the network and we called our homes to inform them we were safe and sound. At 10:30 or 11am we reached Laurebinayak. In between, we rested in the huts for snacking on noodles, biscuits and tea. We started taking small bits of powder of timur, and other herbs as well as garlic and ginger that was sent to me by my mom. It is said to help against catching altitude sickness. We stopped at a hotel in Laurebinayak to wait for our slow walkers. As they arrived, we carried to our next stop Buddha mandir. My mom on the call before had told me to not look up as in ascend my way from Laurebinayak. Not sure why she said that I was curious. We were told the trail was too steep and the hardest part of the whole trail. We hadn't had proper lunch and our energy was also going low. We had been walking almost continuously since the morning. Looking up we would see 3-4 hills to climb, as we reached atop of it, we would see another 3 hills we had to climb and then other 3-4 hills and so on. The weather was not favorable either due to rain. So on and on this went on, and I knew why my mom asked me to not look up because those hills gave the deception of infinity. And yes, the steepness was too much too. We started getting desperate so we asked many descender how far buddha mandir was or how far the lake was. Some would tell us it will take 4 hours or more some would tell us we will reach there in a hour. By the end of it, we were so tired and less in energy that we snacked up on Ashim's workout protein bar. I spitted it out after 3 bytes as swallowing anything had become very hard. We finally reached Buddha mandir at 12-12:30pm. Oh that feeling of conquer was amazing. We were so happy to have done it. We decided to have tea and biscuits in one of the hots and gave our tiny tiger biscuits to the shopkeeper. The trail from here on was not very steep. The buddha statue had been completely destroyed in the 2015 earthquake and so were the little stone huts which were being reconstructed.</div>
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We estimated we will reach the lake in half an hour since the trail was not so steep but due to the altitude, walking became difficult. It might also have been because of the weather and tiredness.<br />
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Before reaching the lake, we came across Sarswoti Lake and Bhairab Lake. At 2pm we reached Gosaikunda. We quickly changed to take a dip in the lake. Then we went to trishul dhara, about 20meter above the lake. From there, me and ashim decided to take a round of the whole lake whereas, the rest decided to go back and book a room in advance. It took us exactly an hour to make a round of the lake.<br />
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At some places the route was difficult as we had to climb and jump from the rocks. BY then we were very hungry as we had not had any lunch so we ordered daal bhaat. Ate a full plate, slept 15 minutes and left when the clock hit 4pm. We then started speeding up. We were going really fast compared to other walkers. In the descent from Buddha Mandir-Laurebinayak -Cholanpati, we crossed it in mere 30 minutes. That is where we met our friends who had a head start of an hour. We again continued running down as we wanted to cross the route of forest to Chandbari before dark. We made it to Chandabari at 7pm, booked rooms at Hotel yak and Nak with attached bathroom which felt like a deluxe suite room (It cost us Nrs 1000/1200: I don't quite remember). We took bath in the hot water , let our clothes to dry at sat by the fireplace again. We massaged our legs,neck and hands with massage oil.</div>
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Day 3: Chandanbari - Dhunce - Kathmandu</h4>
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The next morning we woke up to a much clearer view. We were surrounded by very green hills, the settlement itself was beautiful and we paid a visit to the DDC Cheese Production Center.<br />
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After having our breakfast, we started heading down. We were in a hurry as we wanted to catch the 12pm bus from dhunche. The bus counter on Day 1 had told us to call them before hand to book the tickets. So I started walking in my best pace. Ashim was having hip ache and was also doing his photography thing. Venus and Sony were behind me. Ashim, Samjhana and her friend lost their way at dhimsa heading taking the trail to Thulo Bharkhu. Attacked by leeches, they had lost all hopes in where they were heading, until they met a local villager who then directed them to the village.<br />
On the other hand, me, Venus, Sony and Renu were waiting for the 3 at Dhunce. We ordered chowmein as we were very hungry. Ashim called us told us they lost their way and will catch a bus from there and book the tickets as well. And when the bus came, we rushed to it, pushing and pulling fellow passengers and finally got to our seats. But there was so much issue with tickets, the counter were selling tickets from their counter, whereas the bus conductor were also selling tickets to same seat and the locals were denying to leave seat so we ended up getting off the bus.</div>
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Then we came to know we might be lucky to get tickets the Kerung Bus service. So we booked our seats and bought the tickets from the counter. When the bus arrived, the seats were packed and the locals were denying to leave our seats. At the end we ended up scooching in the last row. We were sitting 6 people on the seat of 5 and I sat above our bags the whole ride. There was also tight checking at Kalikasthan temple since the area falls under Langtang National Park.<br />
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My first trek was an adventure, a lessson and most of all an experience of a lifetime.<br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-66769667872547844032019-01-16T19:01:00.000+05:452022-05-01T11:46:14.331+05:45Trek To ABC<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Trekking Destination: Annapurna Base Camp</b></h2>
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Trekking Date: Sep 20 2017 7:00 pm to Sep 26 2017 7:00 am</h4>
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On Wednesday morning, all of the hikers came all set and
ready to our office. Our bus ticket was that of 7 pm. Throughout the day, it was
hard to totally concentrate on work for obvious reason. Bigyan and Angeela left
early as they had to pick bigyan’s back pack from his room while me, Yuvraj,
Kumar and Nawaraj left office premise at 5:30 pm. We looked around for taxi until 5:45 pm and were stuck in the traffic in front of office until almost 6 pm. Luckily, we
made it before 7 pm. Since gathasthapana was next day, we were afraid we might
lose our tickets as it is common for tickets sellers to resale sold seats in high price to other customers. Thankfully that hadn’t happened. PHEWW.
Finally, we reached nayapul at around 7 in the morning. From there we took a
jeep up to Sewai. There we ordered tea and noodles. After changing our clothes,
morning schedule of brushing and etc and having our lunch, we officially started
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<b>Day 1 Sewai to Upper Sinuwa</b>: We had checked the weather
forecast early hand and rain was predicted throughout our trekking journey
hence we were prepared with plastic raincoats. From the very start of our journey, it
had been raining so with our temporary plastic raincoats, trekking shoes and
trekking sticks, we started our journey. Because of landslide on the way
to Somrong from sewai, we had to make a detour. The detour route (way to landruk) was
full of leeches with the muddy trail and the rain aiding the blood suckers. We drank tea
somewhere on our detour way, looked for leeches took pictures and started off
again. We reached new bridge, by now already on track to our main trek route.<br />
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Since it was raining and we had raincoats on, I do not recall so much of the
trekking route although I do remember we took a downhill route to somrong. Then after, we crossed a bridge en route to Jhinu. The route was a hard uphill. However, they have constructed a new suspension bridge, thus reducing a walk time of about half to an hour. We reached
Jhinu at 1 pm. As our lunch was being prepared, we hanged our raincoats and jackets
for drying. Some of us went by the fireside to dry our tshirts and socks.
Bigyan, meanwhil,e took a powernap. After having our lunch , we again started a
total uphill hike to Chhomrong. Fast trekkers took rest in tea shop and drank
tea while waiting for other trekkers. After walking and climbing and climbing
we finally reached chhomrong at around 4 pm.<br />
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There is a Lavazza shop, german
bakery shop which was suprising to find. We had booked our hotel to upper
sinuwa from Jhinu. From chhomrong village we could oversee sinuwa village. It did
not seem very far and we were all excited to reach our destination. Which we
mistook for sinuwa village was actually lower sinuwa. So in reality we had to
cross lower-sinuwa, sinuwa and finally reach our destination on top of sinuwa
hill: upper sinuwa. The trek was so made that you climb up from new bridge to
jhinu to chhomrong, then you go downhill and again climb up to sinuwa. The
route was so made that you visit the villages along the way. With all the
excitement and darkness already following we had less idea of how much uphill
climbing we had been making. Nevertheless, we reached our destination at around
8. I immediately took a hot shower. They use gas for cooking and shower hence
they charge you Nrs 150 for a hot shower. I would say the price paid was worth
after such a long day of walk. I had brought a sanjeevani oil massage , which
some of us used to massage our tired muscles. We hanged our clothes in any
space available for drying. After dinner, we all went to sleep with aim of
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Day 2 <b>Upper Sinuwa to MBC</b>: On the
second day we started our trekking from 7am. It had been raining since morning.
The route so far had been amazing. We had been told there won’t be much of
leech attack henceforth. Also from here on, one is not allowed to take or
travel with meat for religious purpose. I was happy since this meant everything
we ate would be vegetarian. We came across waterfall, some small, some big. We
walked through the thick jungle. Climbed uphill, went downhill and finally
reached Bamboo, our next destination. We rested for about an hour. We ate light
breakfast (egg, curry and tea). Our next destination was dovan, then Himalaya where
we planned of having lunch. We reached
dovan in an hour, then we went again through a very uphill hike to Himalaya.<br />
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rested there again. Took tea, ordered mushroom soup (we gave our soup for
cooking). Most of us had their share of dry food (snickers/energy bar/nuts) on
the way and so we decided to lunch at deurali as it was only 1.5 hours away. The
hot tea and mushroom had warmed our body wet with sweat and rain and cold as
our bodies were perspiring. We also pre-ordered lunch at deurali’s New
Panoroma Hotel.<br />
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It was again a very uphill hike. Right before reaching deurali
(about 15-20 mins ahead) there was a cave where we decided to take shelter for
a while. We opened our raincoats and took pictures. It oversaw deurali ahead,
modi river on right and very big chatan pahad on left and right with waterfalls
falling from those chatan pahad. We reached deurali at 2pm. Again, we left our
shoes, socks, raincoats and jackets for drying and ate the most delicious lunch
of the trek. We took pictures, massaged our neck and shoulder. We just enjoyed everything
about deurali. MBC was only 2 hours away
from deurali and we had decided to stay overnight at mbc so all of us walked
lazily after lunch. The weather was also lot clearer i.e. it was not raining so
we were enjoying the little scene we could see. Throughout the way never realizing
we had been walking with Machhapuchre on our right. We tooks lots of picture
this time. We finally started seeing mountains far away. By the time we reached
mbc it was pitch dark. We reached our hotel at 7pm. We could see a little of
mountains around us but the weather wasn’t very clear and the air was very
cold. We ordered dinner, washed ourselves, guys played cards, while we girls
massaged our muscles. It was really very cold here. We were at a height of
3700m and the night was freezing.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Day 3 <b>MBC to ABC: </b> We woke up at 4 in the morning and after freshening up, we took out our torch and started heading for ABC. We wanted to catch the sunrise from ABC. We left at around 5am in the morning. The morning was dark, it was hard to make out the trails and the uphill was making us breathless with each rise of altitude. The darkness was also slowly lifting and we could see Machhapuchre behind us white and high. Local bhote kukur were also leading our way. We reached ABC at 6 am, ordered tea and had biscuits with it. I met HIKE FOR NEPAL's trekking group there. After warming up and admiring everything around us, the sun finally started to rise. Every one went behind the hotels from where we could get the best view. There was glacier beside the base camp, and at the end was where the mighty Annapurna started. The weather unfortunately was not very clear and clouds were strolling around some mountains. Though the mountains were glowing red the panoroma or the 360 was not up-to the par.<br />
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<span style="text-align: left;">We took tons of picture in turn, with different poses. In an hour or so, the wind started blowing and within seconds everything got covered with white clouds. We decided to stay one more day to try our luck. Two of our friends decided other wise as they were having headaches and did not wanted to risk their chances. So they headed for MBC. We got bored to death staying inside our rooms. It also started raining later. We played cards, ludo and what not. </span></div>
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Finally at 4pm some of us decided to head up to a lake on north of the hotel. As they were getting ready, the weather started clearing up.<br />
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Again, we were mesmerized by the view. We were happy we took our chances. And as before in a matter of seconds, everything got covered as easily as we snap our fingers.<br />
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<b>Day 4: ABC-Chhomrong</b><br />
The next morning, we woke up to a clear sky. The stars and the moon up in the sky and the mountain shining in their light. We were surrounded by mountains in our 360 angle. As the sun rose, the view became even more dramatic. From gray, to white, to gold the view changed. We were astouned and unwilling to leave but we had to.<br />
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<b>Day 5 Chhomrong-Pokhara-Ktm:</b><br />
Next morning we woke to the view of Annapurna South and Machhapuchre, the view we had missed when we were heading to MBC because of the weather. We had a decent and proper breakfast for the first time in our trek journey. At 9pm we left the hotel in a good mood. The trail was a total downhill.<br />
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The group got dispersed half way and waited for everyone to gather at a place between Sewai and Somrong where had noodles, tea and local milk.<br />
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We took a bus from Sewai at 2pm. We reached Nayapul at pm. It took us to pokhara at around 6pm. From Pokhara we took a night bus to Kathmandu. And the next morning we reached Gongabu Bus Park at 4am in the morning. We wanted to take a later bus from Pokhara estimating we would reach Kathmandu at 6 in the morning but our sister was in a hurry to reach home so we opted otherwise.<br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-7460020371195055042019-01-02T14:41:00.001+05:452019-01-02T14:41:04.890+05:45Engineering License Registration In NEC<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
To register for your license under NEC, first you need to get the registration forms. In their official site, there is indeed a "online registration" option but unfortunately it is just a menu option and nothing more as of 2019/January. When filling out the forms you have to be fill the first page in <b>NEPALI</b>. <b>Please make sure you fill the first page in Nepali. Its compulsory.</b> You have to write details of your name, your family, your permanent and temporary address, citizenship number, current employer. You have to again fill all of this details in English on the next page.<br />
On the 3rd page, you fill out details of your education. Education Level, where you studied, what division you scored. Below that, two registered engineer needs to fill out their names , their engineering license number and signature. Then you have to fill out the oath in both NEPALI and ENGLISH. At the end, again you have to fill out the application form and fill out the basic details of yourself AGAIN.<br />
To submit this form you'll need following things:<br />
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<li>4 passport size photo and 1 auto size photo (make sure the photos are same. They insist on that)</li>
<li>Copy of original Engineering license of engineers who act as your witness/recommender ( the ones who sign for you). </li>
<li>A receipt of payment of NRs 3400 payed in favour of NEC's Rajstriya Banijya Bank account. Only some of the branches of RBB receive the payment on behalf of NEC. As far as I know, Singhadurbar branch and Jamal branch accept the payment. Please confirm before going to any branch. The account no is 1093. More details <a href="http://www.ioenotes.edu.np/engineering-council-nec/registration-process-180" target="_blank">here</a>.</li>
<li>Following documents attested in a notary or your university:</li>
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<li style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; list-style: disc outside; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Character certificate,</span></li>
<li style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; list-style: disc outside; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Intermediate level or 10 +2 Transcript,</span></li>
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<li style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; list-style: disc outside; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Character certificate,</span></li>
<li style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; list-style: disc outside; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="border: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Attested copy of Citizenship.</span></li>
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Once you submit this, they will give you a temporary certificate which you can use to apply abroad or for any job that requires it. As of now, it takes more than 3-4 months for your original copy to arrive. Please call before going. </div>
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THEIR LUNCH HOUR IS 1-2 PM. THEY ONLY ACCEPT SUBMISSION UNTIL 1 PM.</div>
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This morning I was telling myself that life is precious. I was telling my self I should not let any negative thoughts cross my mind. Having watched Black hawk down, although I know there a lot of better movies and honestly i did not like the whole idea of how the movie portrayed the action of US or UN high authorities as justifiable, the fact remains that in the name of war and politics, lives are lost. Again I was reminded of how important life is. I was happy I was having this good thoughts.<br />
Alas, momentary it was. We let our lives be controlled by others so much that we feel this life does not belong to us, but just belongs to a hypocrite here to please everyone around. I want to slap myself because i cannot tell someone to keep their opinion, or hypocrisy to themselves. I cannot tell someone they have hurt me. And it comes out as rage, it comes out from me as a form of rudeness. May be, it also comes out with negative thoughts. As I am typing, I am having the urge.......<br />
Stop controlling my life. You are not my brother or my mother or my father. And you sure as hell are not my sister. STOP. STOP. STOP. You do me more harm than you do me good by being strict with me. I am not a 13 year old teenager. Let me make my mistakes. Let me deal with it. I have done worst things in life other than saying or doing little things that is unprofessional of me. And i have learnt from those mistakes. They have been a lesson in shaping me. So, stop controlling my life. Next time, i might just say it to you. You don't have to act like my guardian. Because a true guardian does not stop you. </div>
<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-10736567177466287252018-12-27T15:35:00.003+05:452022-05-01T11:46:23.779+05:45Morning at Sailung<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%;">5:50 AM: The
orange lining of the sky beautified the dawn. The cold wind was rustling as it
danced in rhythm with the leaves and branches of the trees around and reddening
our noses as we breathed in the fresh cold air. We were cold on the outside
with every touch of the chilling breeze and warming up from the inside with
every struggling step nearing the tower. Finally, when we reached the top of
the view tower, we were left breathless and enthralled as the mountain range
and the many hillocks all around the tower came into view. Rightly named, the
place with the view of 100 hillocks i.e. Sai-lung, today was glowing from the
light of the bright and full moon in the west while we waited for the sun to
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%;">At 6:46pm, we finally saw a glimpse of a ray of light. The
sun was rising. Everyone geared up and were ready to capture the majestic
moment in any way they could. The sun rose like no other day. The sun rose like
none of us had ever seen before. Like a bulging fire, the sun rose and as it
rose, it painted the Everest region golden. And with every second, the ray shot
the colors of gold to Rolwaling, Ganesh, Langtang and Annapurna range. The view
of the golden mountains, the full moon and the glowing sun, the chilly mist
below the mountain lines, overlooking so many hillocks in the 360-degree view enraptured
us. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We posed and captured the bewitching
panorama in every way we could and finally at 7:30 we came back to reality. The
reality that we had a long way to go back home and time was crucial. </span><br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">© Copyrights Kushma Thapa 2016</div>wingskushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06352323829053668524noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2276633771973846364.post-54365373655747847572018-03-21T15:09:00.000+05:452018-06-01T21:41:53.134+05:45Memories of a beating heart<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Could write books on memories</div>
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Couldn't we?</div>
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But there our brain is</div>
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Erasing events, erasing embarrassments</div>
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So some we cherish, some we forget</div>
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Happy moments, heartbreaking moments</div>
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lonely moments, sociable moments</div>
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Some we cherish some we forget</div>
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Fights and fights,</div>
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Laughs and Laughs</div>
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Yelling and Crying</div>
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Cursing and Missing</div>
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Acceptance and Rejection</div>
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Complexity and Confusion</div>
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And different expectations</div>
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Needing space, needing compassion</div>
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Two opposite poles or two sides of coin?</div>
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Misunderstandings and regrets</div>
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Overthinking and accusing</div>
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Upset faces, anger and disappointment </div><div><br></div><div>I miss you but this ends here</div><div>Want no pilot knocking my door</div><div>Taking control of my life</div><div>It’s already driven by my fears</div><div>Fears of failure </div><div>Fears of my mother</div><div>Fears of judgemental society</div><div>Fears of unknown</div><div><br></div><div>Memories is all I have now</div><div>And I miss you</div><div>But this has to be the end</div><div>And I miss you</div><div>Although it not upto you to accept</div>
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