As soon as u enter in a sleeping bag, it’s a Funny Feelin`. Initially, u imagine yourself to be an astronaut, ready to dive into the Hyperspace. U enjoy all the Comfort n Sponginess it offers, after all what more can u ask for in the middle of misty mountains… U share your excitement with fellow campers, but to your dismay, 80% of the conversation bounces of the thick walls of the sleeping bag n floods your own ears…Then, for a while – as per your To-Do List – u try to Philosophise, u know- by Tilting your head by 20 degrees n staring into nothingness… That doesn’t work either. U keep hearing an annoying sound – that of your breathing.
To your amazement, U feel a sudden urge of exploring night skies. And when u begin opening the Zip, millions of snowflakes rush in & fill up your nostrils. U finally give in & go dead again…like a Mummy. In your sleep, u dream about 101 ways of busting your way out of trench. Finally u come up with something like this –
When u r Monkey-Crawling …
Another way to take your mind of silly things is to immerse yourself completely in something as breath-taking as mountaineering – where a little mistake could turn fatal!!! Experience the Thrill in every step u take. Try squatting. Try crawling. Try falling in every manner possible. Fill pain shooting down your legs. Fill tired. Fill Hungry – But avoid temptation of eating poisonous wild strawberries. Take pictures. Lose directions. Fight fatigue. Fight for oxygen. Go numb – into the Wilderness… Until u realise –
There is an intoxicating pleasure in exhausting all your senses…
P.S. Oh!! Almost forgot about Monkey Crawling!!! Here u go –
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