Day 4 : 23rd September 2015
Ghastoli - Mana Pass
We have come ahead 2 kilometers from Deo Tal board. I thought this was it. That we have done the pass. Wow!!
But what followed was amazing and beyond words.....
The two ITBP jawans who accompanied us in the convoy asked us to stand in a line in front of the mountain wall. We obliged.
Then they took out the bullets and started loading the machine guns they carried with them. We were speechless
SILENCE all around, just the snapping sound of bullets as they were loaded.
Once done, both the jawans asked us to listen to them carefully. We had to follow certain rules from now on. One of the Jawans will go ahead first and signal the second to continue. We had some hand gestures as codes, to follow, to stop, to stick to the mountain wall or to lie down on the ground.
Once we were familiar with the codes we decided to move on. It was told to be around 2KMs of trek till the International Border (IB). It was already 11:30AM by now. We need to cover this distance of 2KMs before 12:00 and have to return as after 12:00 it is the turn for our neighbours to visit if they wish.
Altitude at this point was already 5500m (18050 feet). Many of us were already having difficulty with breathing. Half of the team dropped the idea of the trek. But for me the feeling was I have come this far, I don't want to try this again for that last mile.
The movie Everest and certain scenes flashed in my mind. I was reminded of Rob in the movie, and his statements...
"I can do it.
It's right here, man.
It's right here.
I'm not coming back next year, man.
It's my last chance.
You got to let me do this.
Let me do this.
"
Yes it was right there, and a trek of around 2Kms separating me from it.
What followed was an ardent trek up the hill. Slowly but steadily we moved on. It was not easy. I was walking like a Zombie, breathing through my open mouth. My brain was deprived of Oxygen, I was not walking in a straight line, I was moving zig zag, and at time was at the edge on the mountain, only to be shouted at from some one already ahead or behind me.
After a few minutes of trek, we found the trail was dug up. Probably not to allow any vehicles ahead. Climbing over that pile of mud was almost like scaling a huge mountain for me. I can see and feel what's ahead of me. But a certain numbness in my brain. I was not thinking, I was just walking as if some one hypnotised me to do that.
A little later we found the trail dug again. With all difficulty I climbed over it. Suddenly I notice a mile stone, painted in white out of no where. It was covered in snow. I forced myself to read , it was just white. The member ahead of me cleared the snow, and it read "
Mana Pass 700 m"
It was already 20 minutes of walk, and the thought of another 700m, it scared me. But I kept moving, I was tired, I was hallucinating already, I could not breathe, and my head was paining and felt like it was all puffed up. My eyes were watering, I was panting. But that human desire, that understandable "EGO" pushed me and said from with in "Do it, man. Push it". Rob's end was not in glory, I know that. But that human desire, after all I have not yet got control over my emotions, pushed me.
I moved on slowly, and just across the bend I could see rejoicing of a few of our members already. They were ecstatic. That gave me some motivation. I slowly inched on ahead.
By now I could see another mile stone painted in white ahead of me. Our guys were smiling and cheering at me to inch on.
Finally I crawled myself to the milestone. The coveted
Zero Point! Yes! I have done it, I have reached the IB at Mana
The zero point was at an altitude of
5634m (18485 feet)
Tilak hugged me, he was very happy. The ITBP jawan shook hands and congratulated us. The jawan told us we were the first Civilians to have reached the IB in a long time.
By now I sat down on the milestone itself, gaining my breath and taking in the beauty around us.
I really missed my camera. The snow covered glaciers on the Indian side and the Purple coloured mountains on our neighbour's side, the place looked magical. It indeed was.
By now it was already late and we had to rush back. I was in no mood to walk back. I almost dreamt of a chopper taking me down to Badrinath.
Some of us collected some souvenirs from there, and thanked Tilak for the great adventure and the Jawans for the great support and we started back.
We slowly walked back and reached the point were we parked our vehicles. We were received by the waiting members and we shared our happiness. We all regrouped and started our journey down hill.
We could see many jawans walking up hill by now. A few of them requested Alok to drop them ahead. Alok left me near Deo Tal and obliged to their request.
I found a flat stone and I just lied down there. I dozed off for a while.
Meantime Alok went ahead for dropping the jawans. He moved further ahead from the place we stopped initially and moved on much ahead, making his Thar the Civilian 4x4 (4 wheeler) which has gone farthest to the IB at Mana till date.
Alok returned back after dropping the jawans, and called out to me. I was not able to lift my head, I was not able to get up. I struggled. But I realised I was very much near to the waters at Deo Tal. I forced myself to the lake drank a few mouthful. It was cold, but it was sweet. It felt so pure.
Tilak offered his prayers to the lake.
I slowly followed Tilak and reached our vehicles. Tilak offered me some rice to eat. I was not able to eat, and hence I declined much to his annoyance. The Fortuner team offered me an apple. An apple never tasted beautiful before in my life.
In a few moments we regrouped and started our return journey.
It was a mission accomplished
We did it for us, we did not do it for any records, and neither we have any intention to claim any, though all the fourteen of us know what we have achieved and certain truths and facts at this time. We did it because we dreamed, because we dared and for the brotherhood.
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