This part of my travelogue is about the reason why I undertook this yatra. It is about relationship of a father, the Mountain Goat and his daughter, two kindred spirits…
Why Kailash yatra...because I could not find closure, because tears would glide past my face and knowing the inevitable truth, I found myself abandoned and clueless because my father left us after fighting sickness and disease. I have always known him as a man of indomitable will and courage and when I saw life leaving his body, it made me numb. What made it more painful was that I was a Doctor and a Daughter. And when I would be overwhelmed as daughter, the doctor in me would tell me to hold on. Hospitals are not a great place to be in and when it’s your own father swinging between life and death and you’re witness to it, it makes you weak. Your colleagues, your friends…no one understands your pain. If you are vulnerable, you’re doomed. I was everything I was not supposed to be. And then on April 2, 2015, he left amidst chanting of mantras and recitation of his favorite poem, Invictus, which used to lift my morale whenever I used to feel low.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
|Gadsar Lake, Kashmir|
|Way to Mani Mahesh Yatra|
|Kishansar Lake, Kashmir|