I never loved a mountain ,
I was afraid of climbing until
oneday , I faced a high mountain
on the way of my life .
I was afraid but still , there was no option
I took up my arms to climb over it
It was not so easy
but still I climbed and climbed ..
Then , at a point , I faced a pain on my elbows and legs .
My hands were intended to escape from climbing and I was just falling down !
But for God’s grace , I was helped by a tree
Then , I again started climbing .
I climbed and climbed until
I reached on the top of the mountain
The scenery , the air , the weather
Everything were nice upon the mountain
And I was afraid of it ?
I spread my hands to heal in the air
and then shout at my top of voice
which echoes over the whole region
“ Victory !”
The mountain is life !
