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the diverting scenery out- After .mother half steal ..Strength left to walk
side is swallowed up in hour of relentless climbing, further. The little motive
darkness an.l • the only ' when I had resigned my power provided by the
feeling to which tho self to never reaching the hjpe of finding the Dak
senses are keenly alive crest of the. hill, the path bungalow close to the
every second is that of a began to slope down life crest of the hill on which
dull maddening pain in crest, had b -en reached. I had been moving, was
the call'and thigh muscles. It was a great relief for also destroyed by this
The , path seemed endless me and even more so for piece of information. After
and ever rising. When my porters. They assured " a step or two I collapsed
we reached a sharp bend me that Chakung had on the path. The rain
in the path on the side of been reached and the Dak was beating down on mo
the hill my heart fluttered bungalow could not be mercilessly while rain water
with hope thai, the top far away. Hut they had and slush coursed through
had been reached, but no idea bow far away it my half pant and over
when I flashed the torch was and where it was my legs. The palms of
on the other side of tho located. The path soon my hand lay flat on the
bend its ray 6f light pic- became, level But the mud and my body roniai-
ked out the path winding rain showed no signs of ned propped against, my
up and. losing itself into abating and the''path had elbows My porters camo
dense forests. We stood become a mess of slush, rushing towards me to
at the bend dripping wet rainwater, decayed vegeta- help me to my feet. They
and looking into the empty , tion and stones. The hill were profusely sorry for
dark space beyqnd the fell aw'ay' in a precipice my sad condition and said
side of . the hill Our to the right and our pro- they were solely to blame
breath was short and gress on the.slippery path for it. My torch had gone
quick. Phurba '.pointed and? in ' the- insufficiently out, the b.dh having fused
his ' finger towards the lit ''darkness necessarily in' the shock of its fall
horizon and said 'that is had to be slow andean- from my hand So in the
Datjeelfbg'. Through \the tioui We could see dim . light ol a single kerosine
raindrops I could see the lights on the slopes to lamp we ambled on with
lights of Darjeeling far the right Phurba stopped Phurba and Angki suppor-
away spread out on a at a. point on the- edge ' ting me by my elbows
sprawling hill like aeons of the path and hailed on either side My irpa.
tellation df stars in the to the nearest lisht in a pination created link bun
shape of a horse shoo. high pitched voice, 'o-o-o- galows at every bend ai
1 looked on fascinated for i-i-i'. We waited tensely the path and one by one
the. while forgetting .ray for a reply and stir, enough they' vatvshed on my
fatigue. ' .The, . night-'. Was a voice came back in , approach. After plodding
cold and iv sharp wind answer. Phurbi then en- on for what seemed an
blew across my face .sen- 'quired bow far away the interminable time we eame
ding my whole body, into Dak bungalow was. Three to two wood-n structures
a shiver. *.' I'looked at my miles', came the reply. on the edge of the path,
watch in the light of the • This/ information was a the first sign of human
torch. It was 8 p. m.' seyefe blow to my morale. inhabitation,
ami there was''no time . I was so weak with bun
to stand and stare.- ' ■ ger that f had no phy- (OonrtaneiJ on ;»jy> |0)
FOR PHILIPS LAMPS : DARJEELING RADIO CO., DARJEELING
the diverting scenery out- After .mother half steal ..Strength left to walk
side is swallowed up in hour of relentless climbing, further. The little motive
darkness an.l • the only ' when I had resigned my power provided by the
feeling to which tho self to never reaching the hjpe of finding the Dak
senses are keenly alive crest of the. hill, the path bungalow close to the
every second is that of a began to slope down life crest of the hill on which
dull maddening pain in crest, had b -en reached. I had been moving, was
the call'and thigh muscles. It was a great relief for also destroyed by this
The , path seemed endless me and even more so for piece of information. After
and ever rising. When my porters. They assured " a step or two I collapsed
we reached a sharp bend me that Chakung had on the path. The rain
in the path on the side of been reached and the Dak was beating down on mo
the hill my heart fluttered bungalow could not be mercilessly while rain water
with hope thai, the top far away. Hut they had and slush coursed through
had been reached, but no idea bow far away it my half pant and over
when I flashed the torch was and where it was my legs. The palms of
on the other side of tho located. The path soon my hand lay flat on the
bend its ray 6f light pic- became, level But the mud and my body roniai-
ked out the path winding rain showed no signs of ned propped against, my
up and. losing itself into abating and the''path had elbows My porters camo
dense forests. We stood become a mess of slush, rushing towards me to
at the bend dripping wet rainwater, decayed vegeta- help me to my feet. They
and looking into the empty , tion and stones. The hill were profusely sorry for
dark space beyqnd the fell aw'ay' in a precipice my sad condition and said
side of . the hill Our to the right and our pro- they were solely to blame
breath was short and gress on the.slippery path for it. My torch had gone
quick. Phurba '.pointed and? in ' the- insufficiently out, the b.dh having fused
his ' finger towards the lit ''darkness necessarily in' the shock of its fall
horizon and said 'that is had to be slow andean- from my hand So in the
Datjeelfbg'. Through \the tioui We could see dim . light ol a single kerosine
raindrops I could see the lights on the slopes to lamp we ambled on with
lights of Darjeeling far the right Phurba stopped Phurba and Angki suppor-
away spread out on a at a. point on the- edge ' ting me by my elbows
sprawling hill like aeons of the path and hailed on either side My irpa.
tellation df stars in the to the nearest lisht in a pination created link bun
shape of a horse shoo. high pitched voice, 'o-o-o- galows at every bend ai
1 looked on fascinated for i-i-i'. We waited tensely the path and one by one
the. while forgetting .ray for a reply and stir, enough they' vatvshed on my
fatigue. ' .The, . night-'. Was a voice came back in , approach. After plodding
cold and iv sharp wind answer. Phurbi then en- on for what seemed an
blew across my face .sen- 'quired bow far away the interminable time we eame
ding my whole body, into Dak bungalow was. Three to two wood-n structures
a shiver. *.' I'looked at my miles', came the reply. on the edge of the path,
watch in the light of the • This/ information was a the first sign of human
torch. It was 8 p. m.' seyefe blow to my morale. inhabitation,
ami there was''no time . I was so weak with bun
to stand and stare.- ' ■ ger that f had no phy- (OonrtaneiJ on ;»jy> |0)
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