The lake reflected the white mountains and the clouds above it. I could see the whole sky at my feet as I stood by the Chandrataal lake. A slow freezing wind changed the view as the waves in the lake took over the serenity of clouds. I was surrounded by the calm Himalayan Mountains in Lahual Spiti region of North India. A place surreally aloof from human imprints. Most of the people overlook it in a rush on their way to Leh and Ladakh.
It’s easy to run but difficult to hold on to something,
It’s easy to betray but difficult to come out of the guilt,
It’s easy to advice but difficult to improvise,
It’s easy to suicide but difficult to live the life,
It’s easy to break but difficult to gather the pieces,
It’s easy to say goodbye but difficult to look behind,
It’s easy to move on but difficult to stay across the time,
It’s easy to flow but difficult to step against the tides,
Yes I know it’s not easy to overcome it all,
but if you can,
then words are too less to define you …
Sometimes when I look at a moving escalator I wonder how similar it is to our life. Much like life, the escalator never stops, whether you ride it or not. And when you do, it carries you ahead, even without your efforts. It is a matter of destiny though, that you get an escalator which is moving towards your goal