An air of melancholy surrounded me after she left the place. She broke her promise of not leaving my hand that day. She dropped the sapphire ring which I gifted her on her birthday. The ring had her name engraved on it. She didn't turn back even once. I couldn't feel myself for a minute it seemed like the whole place turned black and every part of my body was filled with pain. I faced rejection everywhere, I couldn't control myself anymore. I lost my dream job on the same day. People in my life call me a misfit for everything. I just began to realize that is true on that day. Tears rolled down my cheek but I controlled myself. I walked to a nearby bar out of hopelessness, while I was walking to the bar there was a voice which echoed in my ears asking me "What am I?" I walked into the bar and sat alone in a corner. After some time a middle-aged man came to my table and sits on the other side. There was very low light in the bar so I was not able to see him properly. Initially, I was a bit hesitant to talk but he started talking to me after some time. I started sharing my miserable story with him and I told him that I decided to commit suicide because I had no hope of living. I expected him to motivate me and tell me not to suicide instead he laughed loudly and he said" Die! But do something big before you die." He said that and walked away from that place before he went out he turned back and said:" Don't die like a loser!" His words left me confused. I walked home and went to my room. I just saw an article lying on my table titled "The last big thing". That article drew my attention and I got fully immersed in it. The article was about a dangerous trek on a mountain range in Uttarakhand also called as The Roop Kund trek which leads to a mysterious lake which was seen by very fewer people on the planet. I wanted to go on that trek. I became determined and I made all the arrangements.
My alarm clock rang at 6 am. I was preparing for my journey to the start point of the trek. It felt like it was the last time I am seeing my house, I could hear my heartbeat so clearly. I was about to leave the house when my mother asked me to have breakfast and go, I just went close to her and hugged her tightly and I said: “Bye!". I rushed from my house and started my journey to the start point. I arrived at the start point of the trek, there was one more person along with me who was at the start point. Surprisingly I was not feeling scared before the start of the trek. I started my trek with a stranger from Lohajung. It was freezing as I was ascending the mountain range. I wasn't interacting much with the other guy who was trekking with me. But slowly we began to talk as we were trekking. He also had a passion for trekking and mountaineering. Unlike me, he had not come there for dying. There was a war happening within me between winning and dying. I didn't want to live to see my miserable life. The trek was proving to be very dangerous as we were ascending the height. I was not giving up while I was trekking, there was a change in temperature and there were hail storms on that range but still I didn't quit. I couldn't feel my legs at a point of time. I remembered the old man's words and I didn't stop my journey. I was remembering her every moment when I was walking, I couldn't forget her as easily as she did. The other person was helping me as I was losing my nerve. As we proceeded to the last phase of the trek he slipped off the mountain range and he caught my hand tight. I became desperate and was trying to save him and at last, I could save him. He was unconscious for a moment. After he woke up he hugged me tightly and said: “Whatever you have done is priceless". That moment I felt that even I could be a change in someone's life. His eyes started looking at me differently. We both resumed our trek and were in the most dangerous phase of our trek. It was snowing very badly on that day. My health was worsening because of that bad weather change. He was helping me as I was trying hard to go further.
After I completed narrating my story, many people were in tears in that hall. One of them got up and asked “Who was that man in the bar who led you from a depressed and failure person to a happy and successful man" I smiled and answered,” He is my father!"
