Going to Everest Base Camp was not a dream. Not an item on my bucket list and definitely not a 'find myself ' destination. EBC happened slowly. Like an idea whose time had come. A suggestion that took root in the recesses of my mind and slowly like the tendrils of a creeper wrapped itself around my consciousness till one day I woke up and I was doing EBC.
For my sister - as I said, if things go south, you can have first pick of the three...and my CC is yours(wink). Someday one of our schemes ahem ideas will work and we will be rich. Not MC Hammer rich, Oprah rich. In the meantime viva the three pointed star.
And last but not least to you mum - the reluctant-est supporter of them all. I know you believe in the butterfly effect but a forest fire in Uttarakhand will not melt the snow on Everest and it will not slide down on us while we are trekking. But I will carry a long trekking pole so I can stick it out if that does happen and people will find me.
To EBC then !
It's been 4 months in the making..this EBC trip and as the saying goes, if I had a 100 bucks for every time I was asked why I was going to EBC?, I would a millionaire be..NOT. What with the prices of things and Mallya leaving us all in the lurch et al.
To set the record straight, I am not going to EBC to find myself. I have found myself and therefore I must go to EBC. Which then leaves only one unanswered question. What does it take to do EBC?
The obvious answers are of course a doting husband willing to bankroll the expedition and a dedication to fitness that is both mind numbing and body soring. And while I jest about this mes amis, make no mistake this is the cornerstone of any desire you may have to do EBC. Muscle and Moolah.
For me, what it took was much more than that.
For me, what it took was much more than that.
It took a reluctant husband, a disbelieving sister, a huge bunch of supportive friends, surprised children, a shocked mother, a bewildered mother-in-law and a harried maid to make this happen. And this bit of wordery is my way of saying thank you...
To you who asked me a single question that made the sun rise on this entire quest that is EBC - I have introspected more since we last met at Poona Cold Drink House than I have in all my adult life. I am forever grateful and someday I hope to run a marathon with you !
To the globe trotting sisters - thanks to you my fingers and bits wont freeze and I will have the energy to finish the climb - one bar at a time with motay's back pack for company. But especially you who understood my need to do this instantly and even tried to join me but alas it was nai nakai? maka naka!
For my stiff-upper lip..(back) lady who lunches - It was supposed to be the sisterhood of the travelling pants but alas the Gods had other plans. Ill be back for Her Majesty's birthday celebrations though. We'll make a night of it.
For my size zero friend ...my son's fairy Godmother - I go secure in the knowledge that if he needs any mothering you are there to provide it, along with cutlets and potatoes. Thank you Aps !
For my size zero friend ...my son's fairy Godmother - I go secure in the knowledge that if he needs any mothering you are there to provide it, along with cutlets and potatoes. Thank you Aps !
For my husband, my doppelganger - forever in your debt. I know you don't get it, but get it enough to support me..Once again to the rescue. Ich Liebe Dich
For my sister - as I said, if things go south, you can have first pick of the three...and my CC is yours(wink). Someday one of our schemes ahem ideas will work and we will be rich. Not MC Hammer rich, Oprah rich. In the meantime viva the three pointed star.
And last but not least to you mum - the reluctant-est supporter of them all. I know you believe in the butterfly effect but a forest fire in Uttarakhand will not melt the snow on Everest and it will not slide down on us while we are trekking. But I will carry a long trekking pole so I can stick it out if that does happen and people will find me.
To EBC then !
To EBC then !
