Carrying Yesterday’s Tiredness into a New Morning My body was still carrying yesterday’s trek. Every muscle remembered the climb, every breath carried fatigue. But something inside me refused to stay still. After Shali Tibba, I didn’t feel finished I felt open . As if the mountains had loosened something inside me and asked me to keep walking. After sunrise, while the sky was still pale and undecided, I stepped out of my village Garkhan . The world was quiet in that sacred early-morning way, where even thoughts move slowly. I walked downhill for thirty minutes to catch the first bus feet heavy, heart light, mind unusually calm. Crossing Water, Crossing a State of Mind On the way, a stream flowed gently across the path, collecting itself into small, clear pools. I stopped for a moment before crossing it. The water was cold, steady, alive. It felt like a boundary between yesterday’s exhaustion and today’s intention. Crossing that stream, I fel...
When Life Feels Loud Even in Silence There comes a point when life doesn’t scream but still exhausts you. That’s where I was. Studies demanded constant performance, work consumed time without mercy, and personal relationships slowly turned heavy. Some bonds that once felt safe had become toxic filled with misunderstandings, emotional drain, and the pressure to keep pretending that everything was fine. I smiled in front of people, but inside, I felt tired in a way sleep could not fix. My mind never rested. Even silence felt noisy. I didn’t want advice. I didn’t want explanations. I wanted distance from expectations, from emotional chaos, from myself as I had become. That morning, under a clear blue sky, I chose Shali Tibba. Not as a trekker chasing altitude but as a human being searching for mental peace . Khatnol: Where the Heart Starts to Slow Down The journey began near Khatnol, a quiet village in Shimla rural where time seems less urgent. The geography here feels gentle ...