He was there. In a half sitting position. Perhaps taking a small break before continuing on. Just like I was at that moment. And yet I could easily see the difference. He seemed asleep while I was very much awake. I looked out and found the daylight fading away. The climb till that point had been exhausting. A slow wave of sympathy passed over me as I looked at my companion who was here before me. I checked out the contents of my backpack. Few last packets of food and one unopened bottle of water. I looked at my fellow traveler. There was no used up food packets or wrappers. Just a plastic bottle. He didn't have any food with him when he first reached this cave. I wonder for how long he had been here. The ground around his right leg seemed a little red. Perhaps he had hurt himself and was bleeding. The villager on the way did tell me that this mountain was unconquerable. Anyone who ever went on this quest, never came back. That's what piqued my interest in the beginning. I decided to be the first. And here I was, stranded in a cave amidst the rocky terrain. But no, I am not stranded, I still have food left and perhaps I would find a stream nearby. Unlike the one with whom I was sharing the cave right now.
I gazed at the starry sky silently, as I waited for the arrival of the sun rays. I pondered the same questions over and over again. Is it really worth all the effort? It’s just a mountain top. So many before me failed, and so many more would still. What is the possibility of me being any different from them? But if I forsook this path now, where else would I go? Like an endless cycle, I was caught in them. And somewhere along, I fell asleep and started dreaming of the future. My bright future. A young climber finally conquers the unconquerable. Yes that's what the newspaper headlines would say. When I would make it to the top. Right there, on the top of the world, everything around me would feel so small and insignificant, but alive.
I woke up with a start. The dark walls of the cave and the daylight made a strange contrast. I knew it was time to leave this sanctuary. I looked at my companion. The one still sleeping. The one who will never wake up. I wonder if he saw the same dream as me. About climbing on. I wonder if that was the last dream he ever saw. As he bled and starved to death. If it was, I think it was worth it. I hope he made it to the summit. Even if it was only in his dream. I picked up some wildflowers growing nearby and put it beside the skeleton.
"You did a good job by coming till this point. It was a good dream. I choose to go on and fulfill both of ours. I'm glad that I met you. "
Saying so, I smiled and began my journey. After all, I had a tough climb ahead. And my conviction had just been renewed. And my dream is yet to be achieved.
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